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letra de life of pi[e] - mr. muthafuckin exquire

[intro: raw don]
i feel so holy
god d-mn holy moly
i am god
thats what they told me
riding in the escalade
im so showy
im so snowy
i got h-lla ice
a b-tch blow me
cuz im h-lla nice
riggatoni
beans and rice
pepperoni
propeller slice
cow-a-bonga
see me in the rotunda
in a black trench coat
cuz im undercover
snipers in my fortress
got a pet porpess??
and my main b-tch
is a sorceress
cast a spell on my p-n-s
and she made me c-m buckets
my whip is the cleanest in the trink
i got some muskets aimed at ya dome boy
crack ya brain open
reading ancient tombs boy
j-panese shogun

[verse 1: mr. m-th-f-ckin exquire]
black god no porcelain
while ceos farting in their offices
while latin broads f-ck in all orifices
and f-ck laws, f-ck all officers
and f-ck that little money that they offer us
and f-ck sharing with them this is all for us
cosmic thoughts, n-gga im unorthodox
cut from a different cloth like a altered tux
alterior motives in the scarface pause
guns at rest in case they ever play me soft
im a rapper but im not just rhyming
f-cking right most of our d-cks got a few b-tches in common
i just be but i dont listen to common
i dont listen to odb and im nothing like him
that dont mean that i dont like him
i knew that you would think that
cuz i be rhyming psychic
and you can too guess what the next line is
suck my d-ck
gold t–th like i ate midas
no gingivitis
since n-ggas claiming that they gods
then we t-tans
n-ggas talk but they hardly enlightened
i dun been through it all
ship wrecked with a tiger
and so it is with god
black gloves over both my palms
popping up like a f-cking photobomb
popping at you like im f-cking proto-mom
thats some old sh-t
you have to be a nerd to understand
focus thats a ???
head bent over my ???
the united states lost in desert storm
as the world turns and lesbians bump p-ssies
ain’t too many n-ggas alive that can f-ck with me
as the world turns and g-y n-ggas touch d-cks
ain’t a motherf-cker breathing that can touch this

[verse 2: kool a.d.]
sup x?
thats tight, i like that rap verse
it’s me kool a.d. with another tight rap verse
yo this beat is h-lla nice like lightworks
yall dont even know that name of the game mane
we yaming these lame lanes
see the vision till ya eyes hurt
i work, daily ad
b-tches like he so crazy
and they right tho
psycho-somatic addict-insane
throw a tv at you crazy
stained in 7 day candles
and melt into 12 inch circles
on mantels baby
slip em in white sleeves
flip em like cheeseburgers or trees
oh my jeez
kool ad murders anything you put him on
from ?? to boggie down bronx
out to hb i mean hp
hunters boint
but anyway man
you get my point
i’m sl!cker than
la looks hair
yo at the walgreens on 3rd street
the worse heat that all these waffle shops flow
holy waka flaka oh my god he non stop blocka blocka
boyaka boyaka kool allah
im truly raw, sushi spot
dude your crew be stupid soft
who he thought
truly not me
man you couldn’t spot me
like spud makinze or paparazzi
plus f-ck the cops they all n-z-s
rappers got chops but still copies
chill pac beat
trill coffee with the leche
shout out to eskay
kool a.d. the cuban elvis presley
sat’s couldn’t test me
juice man, naked gun lesli stealson, nelson
highly rated
wildly faded my style be crazy
ridiculousness
shout to rob dyrdek
kool a.d. sick
kool a.d. best rapper

[verse 3: michael christmas]
ignorant as dave chappelle as nat king cole
pour champagne on a b-tch
make it rain on a b-tch
no im lying, flip the switch
get no hoes they want my chips
but my lay’s very sp-rs-
and my game very b-tch
pray to god i get to rap again
like rappers rap, i wrap my d-ck
yoga flame followed by a turtle ninja dragon kick
used to scream swag while i tired to use my afro pick
imagine laughing at a slightly fatter kid
cuz you just asked him what you want to do when you grow up
i want to be fifty
n-gga do some sit ups till you throw up
flows dancing at your b-tch prom
im a chaperon
flying with vegeta we just blew up the galapagos
foolish motherf-cker this ain’t even my final form
michael christmas aka the new pizza president
at 19 years i dun seen a whole lot of sh-t
james bond b-tches named jane up on alot of d-ck
gator hunting in a ghillie suit
need some pimping shoes
moon walk into a million views
how you get that
mega whites laugh like sinbad
two phones look like i got ???
like it goes as follows
eat it up, american beat it up
shouts to mr f-ck
shouts to veeveeveeveevee
sing like me me me me me me
rap till you get heebie jeebies
n-gga don’t cry
im just really really nice
nice like different spices
that my moms put in rice
on a boat with a tiger im just trying to survive
godspeed, god got me i’m alive n-gga

- mr muthafuckin exquire

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