Lyrics

[Intro: Pez] Yuh X and Hell A-Style Forthwrite Givin' you a kick to the head Scar-Non Three Yuh Uh Check it out Yeah [Verse: Pez] Check it out, it's Pez back with the flow Givin' you that shit for ya next chapter o' notes I spit what only the blessed actually know Get a pen and pad, have you wrote what I said? Actually no, shit Well, listen up 'cause this is rap at its rawest Well, listen up 'cause this is rap at it Well, listen up-well, listen up Well, listen-well, listen-well, listen up Well, listen up 'cause this is rap at its rawest Or maybe rap that's just lackin' a chorus, but yo Get ya head movin' backwards and forwards And that's that, sit back, clap, and applaud it (do it) They say I'm savage and I'm practically morbid And I got a bad habit, I'm an addict for torture Nah, I just been actively attackin' the mormons "Yeah, come in, guys, I'll be glad to support yas", "Ah!" "Take that!" "Ah!" I need a car like a Mazda or Ford 'Cause all I got is wheels strapped to a cactus with torches And what's the deal with all these faggots with Porsches? See me, when I'm rich, I'll drive a carriage with horses (yeah, blingin') I'm like Jigga, sometimes I'm off when I spit And instead o' sayin' "uh", I start coughin' and shit, uh, uh All these rappers think they're not on my dick But I'll give yous all a year and watch you copy my shit (yeah, true) Been hearin' talk from these fake arse crews Replayin' the same hate like it was D�j� vu (uh) Yeah, sometimes I wanna say "Fuck you" But then, hey, if I was them, I'd probably hate us too So I'm cool, I'd rather dine with linin' longnecks With Iron Projects and get high with bong heads When I rhyme, it's complex, I don't really know why I guess 'cause most nights, I'm at home with no life Just last week at the beach, this bloke died 'Cause he did a nosedive in the deep at a low tide And me? I'm so shy, but when it's showtime I'll have my hair blow dried, in a bow tie on Rove live It's no lie, yeah, I'm arrogant It's 'cause I'm awesome, so it's hard not to brag when I'm talkin' Sometimes I rap and go blank from the boredom That's why you always hear me and I'm rappin' with pauses &Shit, that was just awkward But now I'm back at it with that pattern, it's flawless I wish Mum and my dad had an abortion They stashed me in the trash in a backpack as an orphan (arseholes) I think I'll probably move to Saturn in august Set up a caravan and watch the planets in orbit, haha [Outro: Pez] Put ya IFAs up Yeah, put ya IFAs up You gotta put ya IFAs up And that's it No more Peace [Commentary: A-Style] Ready to go? Scar-non? This is DJ A-Style Just a little something to any mofos whining, complaining, hating, and bitching about what I do Bizza, bizza, bizza, fuck off