TheJonesMob - Flowers lyrics

[VERSE 1 - TheJonesMob] I got holly co*k and heliotrope, Straight cabbage you ain't seeing me broke I got a Hitler mindset quadriplegics are toast Burning all the worthless you believe or you don't I call you Shrek if your co*k's in Cameron Diaz' throat You're big green and warty and I'm seeing you croak Your head only gets bigger and you're pleased when you gloat I was calling you a froggy but it seems that you know I turned 6 years when my obedience broke ADD for Adolescents Deemed to Heap up the Dope DNA for Dyslexics Against Needles and coke Marijuana keeps you healthy but needles sure don't, You're boss? You're my a**istant, grammar's key to the flow Your boss is my a**istant Al Pacino would know God the Father created me with a dream full of hope And I k**ed the godfather with a dream full of coke, I bully Ted Bundy - bust the nipples of the system And I picked Robert Pickton to be my fifty first victim White chapel red from blood – I took Jack and then I ripped him And I k**ed Brandon Flowers with the simplest of symptoms He pushed up flowers I didn't know they were in him Wood-sorrel from his whortleberry - I know you dig the rhythm But you don't perceive the meaning of flowers or the blimp, um I'm talking Robert Plant like the Zeppelin and the crimson Is the color of the blood when led split him with wisdom And the pencil led inside of the gun splits the wits from Lyrics to d**h, cause my pencil is a sick gun It goes through you either way, no matter if you're Christian Or Satanic - so the Zeppelin sank because I dissed 'em And the led from my pistol sunk the blimp, sh** you is dumb So fix up your grammar, so your grandmother's kid's son Won't talk like a coke head with a face that is numb You don't know how to rap genius And if you can't decipher it dog, look it up on rap genius Your species is h*mo, I don't even have Genus Foulmouthed madman but still a f**ing damn genius On the other side the fence is where the gra** greenest It's greenest where it's watered f** your motto what's the damn meanin' The scenery is greenery, and girls with they a** gleamin' I got a fat penis but I don't want a damn fetus Biking round blasting Madchild in my hood with these Underage stoners 420 is the hood, sh**ty That we're underage, but good since they would hit me But they'll all get arrested, school stupid, hood witty Street smart, hitting on 16 year olds with good titties f**ing teases, p**y's distant when you're this zitty Vluts who won't put out and prudes oh who'd this be? Kendrick's my idol – yet a mad kid in good city Mormon's hate Norman Bates, f** I've got a better taste In women/ BC hates Clifford - Texans hate leather-face Buffalo Bill seems chill cause he's the veteran ace Ed Gein hates me because I'm the f**ing threat disgrace k**ed Mr. Amrani just by tossing him grenades And the cause of d**h remains pretty obvious but strange Cause I k** k**ers so I too am probly just deranged Now I murdered Dexter Morgan in the lobby just today Just a cycle of some psychos and some sociopaths Murdering back and forth - difference is this one raps Don't make a difference how I k** just a difference how I act And the randomness of lyrics seems we still ain't going back