Talking Shit

Lyrics

(Intro) 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!