Neight Larcen - ButterFace

Описание: Here comes the kid again who puts it down for citizens
naturally quick kicking spits like he's on Ritalin
choice pick of the litter heavy hitting vigilant
bigger aura than aurora borealis filament
be heading mice like a guillotine slice
king of the mic picking the fights
triple twos, deuces wild in the shine life
kindle like mind, riddles my crime
tearing scribbles i find
in this little pipeline if your
sick of blind eyes
sick of dry grind
pick up my rhymes
in the merch line
city to city county to county
I've been running from myself
ready to kill an collect my own bounty
hit tracks a like the max security
broken dunnies act like they never heard of me
make these wack uneducated cats wanna make a murder scene
its a good I'm the dog herding sheep.
needle in a haystack
free to make the payback
on the bar tab and the bass stabs
meaningless decay raps
is what my prey yaps
every time they open up their lame traps
stitch it together the bigger the better
the colder the weather never severed the bed in my resting place
pedal to the metal rebel ready for the pedestal
melt the butter on the bread and shuv it down your face

pathologic flow raved dog up on your throat
astronomic growth handle mana like a pro
yeah the magic's no joke candid camera when you choke
panorama for the show better tie a noose with that rope
mathematic gear phat rapper of the year
massive active ears tear careers into tears
swallow you like beer rip the fear
from your frolicking conscience like headlights do deer
those gangsta mumbles you cooking
make you look completely stupid
that rap star act your pushing
sounds like ass n whoopie cushion
stand back or be made into example
cause when a heavy weight hits the mic we slam shows
make hits with sticks washboards and banjos
and battle for braggo's
statement predators wipe out competitors
gonna step to vets better get a medal first
great with metaphors heart is the beta source
brain is the mega store art is the stage whore
grip it forever the crisper the level
the hotter the cheddar the better the mix spread like butter
pop em out like hen chicks
grimace for the fem lips
menace when the pen drips like butter