The Mess - Wolfgang lyrics

- Hook - You know ima keep doin it And I'm never goin back on no sh** Ima Wolfgang You can be a rat you can call all the pigs Do what u do best Ima Wolfgang I don't give a damn Got a 380 slug concealed in the pen Ima Wolfgang Blind fury n***a better lay back and watch the sh** Illin everywhere that's why ima Wolfgang - Verse 1 - Straight out my state of grind I raid These fake marks with these lines afraid The brain co*ked so you better packpedal or breeze Coz a mad comin fast soakin up decoctin the ground Double SC ultimate Now let's be frank this sh** no longer buckin the cheddar But joinin piss be like moistenin my slacks, Bob cheddar To the Grand Slam I'm Rick James to the white terra Kickin plots them pekkies know I'm better than the word better Livid locs slippin down their noses, nauseas it causes And headaches even not in his dopest, n***a In an altered aureole gloat at how I'm servin these volleys of syllables, Michael Llodra I got the diploma, yall can't tote the licence Apparently coz yours ain't certified Man I'm just slappin the table coz I find it not appropriate For the kiddies To imitate someone as sick as Lymphoma - Hook - You know ima keep doin it And I'm never goin back on no sh** Ima Wolfgang You can be a rat you can call all the pigs Do what u do best Ima Wolfgang I don't give a damn Got a 380 slug concealed in the pen Ima Wolfgang Blind fury n***a better lay back and watch the sh** Illin everywhere that's why ima Wolfgang - Verse 2 - Amadeus Wolfgang that's my notions best friend If u still understairs I'm not gona expound Wastin rounds on bottles, I'm a turned off catapult Reproached for the future capers on the road I chose the right path of fork, laws occur As a caitiff pop, the depart, that's why they occupy in me a lonely thought Handcuff my hands coz I don't need em anymore I'll calcitrate you hoes and drive a cruiser in the wall only with the symphony code Juicers, wana reach the moderate me do the shoulder stand and reach for ur middle, hate me Gotta be Haiti, when the bell resonatin The new fangled berserk kingpin Edmon Rayful With spittle pistols so face it, what The most definite, if u diggin for a paragon that bury all yo That's Mos Def in me Grandiose throws, now who's gona catch me that You know how they go, the rhymes catchy as a mannequin - Hook - You know ima keep doin it And I'm never goin back on no sh** Ima Wolfgang You can be a rat you can call all the pigs Do what u do best Ima Wolfgang I don't give a damn Got a 380 slug concealed in the pen Ima Wolfgang Blind fury n***a better lay back and watch the sh** Illin everywhere that's why ima Wolfgang - Verse 3 - Yo these hoes bringin knuckles to a Nina Ross fight Feel the frost inside, stompin when I'm uptight The beat tar and feather, before mobin up the sissies Leavin on the cold skin beastly scars and seizures I'm the heavyweight neat deal Evan Holyfield The virtuosity of gettin people's pupils peeled Spinnin off my rep, ain't got to rob and steal Hearts smoked, who told ur heart to step up to my hard field These bush flies wana fret I spray em like Osama They say my final snoozing place's ocean, oh zaama I don't gotta remind ya of the valid facts Whip hands have made us bank on bad but wack spirits smell wack Never Bargain for Nirvana And get ur aveolus fried with the chronic jones Anti hocus pocus, let the root of your helix focused On the real sh**, heavy harmonic motions, feel that Coz yall witnesin the locus of the coldest - Hook - You know ima keep doin it And I'm never goin back on no sh** Ima Wolfgang You can be a rat you can call all the pigs Do what u do best Ima Wolfgang I don't give a damn Got a 380 slug concealed in the pen Ima Wolfgang Blind fury n***a better lay back and watch the sh** Illin everywhere that's why ima Wolfgang