Torture Chamber

Lyrics

Welcome to my toruture chamber! Tame with the strange brain intertains and things And hangs with gangs that bang Glocks, on your side blocks Never try to xerox thinking your spitting, but only beatbox I feel pac, but bump biggie on the reg, keith murry and red Dread bitches call me rude boy with that wickid dick Til the last brick in my head I wear my timberlands to bed, ready to act up and flip Lick puss if the bush smell right If you suck good dick then you might could spend the night I beat the pussy up like it was a tyson fight Plus I bite you in your holy field Bustin nuts through your maxi shield Niggas say fresh things, but i'm fresh and I say things I'm only in there when i'm (? 0:47) As much noise as I be making, breathing real hard Big pussy bitches thinking that I be faking I leave their body shaking If i'm hard, when shes asleep i'll take the bitches mack card Cause I ain't shit and she ain't shit and if she ain't shit that means we all ain't shit So either fuck this shit of suck this shit cause, i'mma fuck the next bitch if you on some bullshit Automatically tragic, black magic, eratic I start static with status Who's the baddest of rappers on the planet? The manic depressed, dressed and guest No S on my chest Rest in the west district, the county of the sex No special effects, me and the cess are inside blowin ya chest Just might be the best yet Two bags of pep and a wet dip cigarette Imagining i'm boba fett headhunting for checks Slap the shit outta your doubt, your running your mouth I'll save ya when I break ya Take it outside, imtimidating you Educating you on how the tame do How shit go, after say no to (? 1:41) Bad, from the disco Offical after beefing with this chick named crystal over the pistol The bouncer found a half ounce and told me to jet, didn't return my weed yet I never forget, meet me in the parking lot joy bring you tec Totally hoping that I be smoking Methods hope from hoboken at this intersection she was open Followed us to mickey d's for weed Said she was divorced with two seeds and she needed a man just like me Casanova on the pullout sofa Blowing up her motorola, I hit it off so I invited the squad over Should have told her but, she should've knew Fucking with niggas from out the blue Should've figured about getting ran through Girls say Tame I could never understand you Don't plan to theres just certain things a man do The vandal and the scandal, the flowers use the power One of the few cats that eats snatch for half an hour Foreplay in the doorway, some whores say they should pay me My ex says she wanna go half on a baby Pimps up, hoes down, i'm liabal to go crazy Each chick I fucks wit sucks dick I don't be toungue kissing them I peg on checks and put my nuts up in them So put them soup coolers on my ruler and mesure me from the pleasure you get Coming sooner or later orgasming yelling tamer Ripper through skins like i'm a razor Glaze your whole grill when my nut spills, you can chill Spit that shit out on my sheets now, bitch! I can give a fuck how you feel, quick bitch feel this I on some of that real shit!