Temar, yeah, Slobber tits shit, check it, it's the big tits Slobber shit, it's all about Joe's Grill, it's all about Slobber's mom
Satan, shout out to my peep, shout out to my boy Satan (Hi Mephisto), check it
Pieces of shit, where's the Kid Joe? You fuckin' bastards, where's Joey? We do it like this for Temar

(Necro)
You on some Rifka shit while I rock raps like Velvo
It's Celtic Temar's tits belts bangin' the ground over the belt
My Russian sluts love me, my King's Highway cunts
Sit down and devour my Jewish cum all at once
Saliva, AIDS, my condomless cock was made
For groupies and cinnamon bun twats like Gia Prop
Nike's and Rocawear shorts, a Sean John shirt
Bandana head band linked ready to flirt
Like Georgetown Tovah, we keep it gully
Like Tasia bendin' over, she'll end up in a coma
My guns shoot, like Mr. Midget's custom made boots
One's bigger than the other, duke
There's nothin' like the Kid Joe in your crib ready to take a shit
He'll shit on your floor and won't acknowledge what he did (Ronnie!)
3 years in the hole, God gave a woman a hole
So she could stuff it with a pole
Shout out to Ming Upstate, it's all about $40 meals
And prog flicks from Yako, it's wholesale deals
We're like Leno with the Bubblegoose
King Diamond shirt, cocaine pouch and Mad Juice
What happened to Ilya, kid, you female dogs
Smell my asshole it stinks like a morgue
Chicken cat soup and Goza, shrimp tempura
Had the aura to make you spend more than you can afford ta
Miso soup, me so horny
Green tea, $5 delivery for me
We hate fuckin' cops, you're a disgrace
Like Ming Corp suckin' cock, and he's a waste
I rep it like Tony's karate flick collection
Amazing like Aaron Cohen's hairdo, it's destined
Uncle Howie's apartment stunk like shit
During the filming of "I Need Drugs" he would have puked, kid
His drawers fulla roaches smellin' like excretion
A crack hotel and Mordecai you can't beat it
Did I forget to mention Pearl's tits?
They're like Larry Gordon's schemen, they're almost perfect
Them shits drip down to the hips, stretch marks and milk
Blubber, guilt, low self-esteem, some suicide shit
You trapped in your crib like Mucia, dodgin' bullets
Your son's in Belleview poor, Eugene, you better pull it
Some repeat shit, my slobber slang got me walkin' the streets
Like I'm Zeke, booger changin' cuz life is deep
It's all about the Kid Joe's life
Eyebrows connecting, large tits and his fat fuckin' wife
[Outro]:
Yeah, I'm talkin' shit, yeah I'm talkin' shit, kid I'm talkin' shit, that's what I'm doin', I'm talkin' shit
I'm talkin shit, yo, I'm talkin' shit, this whole rap, is me
Talkin' fuckin' shit
Yo, I'm talkin' shit, kid, I'm talkin' shit, kid, I'm talkin'
Shit, hey I'm talkin' shit
I'll talk shit about you and your whole crew, kid, I'm talkin' shit, now eat my doo-doo!
Kid, I'm talkin shit, yeah, I'm talkin' shit!
Hahahahahahahahahahaha! I'm talkin' shit, yes, I'm talkin' shit, I'm talkin' shit!
Hahahahahahahahahaha! I'm talkin' shit, kid we're talkin' shit, we're talkin' shit
You will eat my fuckin' shit, you will eat my shit
Shshshshshshshshit!
Eat my
Shit hahahahahaha! Eat my shit ehehehehehehe! Eat my shit, eat my shit
Please eat my shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit, you eat my shit, eat my shit! You will eat shit, bitch-ass motherfuckers, I shit on you! New compositions, all freestyles. DIE!