letra de cockblock the mic - electronic jack
[intro: mikhael jacob]
there’s a lot of you mad because you can’t spit like the crew. we tried to be humble but that don’t really get us nowhere, does it? we let you talk and drop ya’ll alb-ms but none of you have really impressed us
[verse 1: electronic jack]
i’m a crackshot with my d-ck. laugh a lot before a slip. mentally, kid. sinfully dead. visibly can’t be in a pic. this is
“fight night” not “twilight”. gravesites are always on-sight when i aim right. plagiarize my lyrics, you’ll get beat to death or near-it. telepathic like akira, you ain’t cut out for this sh-t. now princess, specifically, azealia banks. you must like suicide, parading around my tank. real men don’t hit women so i guess i’m a myth. cause i’ll chop your throat and cut your face like i’m a synth. you pro-blackface. tryin’ be the cheese in a cat race. a ghetto gagger on bill cosby’s chardonnay. pardon me
once again, i’m just new school fool, drunk off of mood tune brew when i swoop through. your whole crew’s just goof troop. i’ll p-ss on your stoop too and sodomize you with the broom
mikedascientiss tried to flex. i know i told you i’d be true..but mikedascientiss tried to flex, so it’s f-ck you
f-ggot
a.f. to kid cause i trashed your rep. stuck my d-ck in your wife’s -ss before i left. shot both of your kids right in they chest. unpolitically correct and you got my address
i can teach you how to rap like drew. so you can talk about what you didn’t knew. another artist faking the funk without a pen to draw. paying for his youtube views
cause i’m a..a black activist and misogynist. the type to use a cop to put out a hit on a snitch who flaps more lips than daffy duck did, kid. i’m looney toons. call me “big blue”. my catchphrase is “spoon” before i stick a fork in you, dude. rude with the jackhammer like “the authority”. in other words, we’re scr-w-ng you cordially. revenge is a horror-to-be, on the other side like a suicide forest. to chance to survive. you’re up against the new chuck norris. poison trump’s porridge like i’m a poor, arabic terrorist with ribs touching since the baby carriage-to-marriage
telling us to act like kk and just bare it. but i ain’t kanye, i just do it without narrative. kara said i’m an -sshole and i believe her. we’re both full of sh-t like two constipated big birds. ultimate mecha’s a sick herd like the crossed. don’t need arms. stick yours in and get every single inch lost. and that’s how hopsin sounds and every single white rapper on soundcloud around
see i’m on a new level. brought me a new shovel. teen t-tan like kid devil with the metal
i keep it flowing like hilary’s period. september 11 was not even serious. that’s white on white crime so don’t talk about us. pigs killing n-gg-rs. they don’t give a f-ck
slice ’em up like bacon or your children’s taken. need to be awakened and-and i can’t be patient
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