Pink Guy
Big Mama
[Intro]
Uh, uh, fuck you Frank

[Verse]
Yo, big mama, selling narcota
How much do it cost, bitch? None, zip, nada
Run from policia, ain't no drama
Fresh new Adidas for the newborn stamina
Flow so purdy, I would turn around and fuck it
Asian girl screams, that's a Bangkok Ruckus
Not a crack pipe, but I crack pipe vocally
Pipe kids down with the black cane locally
Got a thick layer of bullshit that covers me
Spying on your girl from a tree like Discovery Channel
Bust through your girl's vag' canal
Fuck her in the ass, less humps than a camel
Yo, riddle this fictitious little kiddle that rinse dishes
Blow kisses to bad girls, they flinch itches
Mad sketchy like Craigslist, ain't shit
Y'all finish short, like a midget at the races
When I'm on the beat, I'm something like a cypher
Podium possess pig, keep it old-school, like a typewriter
Night-rides a horse, well, I'm a knight rider
Something like a king bombing all these Al-Qaeders (Bitch)
No, I'm just scanning the thin line
Between a piece of shit and a battle of ill minds
I got dumb people that be testing my rhymes
But I can bend around the process and be steadily inclined
So when they ask, "Who am I?"
Make a death slow and they feel the pain
And when I'm not on my pill
My brain deteriorates and I go insane