Penstrokes - Sandpeople

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

My penstroke, is leaving other men broke

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

Boy, your boy sound choked

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

What I invoke is never asleep, ever woke

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

Boy, your boy sound choked

Yo

Fingertips touching with a crooked grin

The geniuses love me when I put this in

Wouldn’t it be nice if it wasn’t all pretend?

I mean the compliments you get, cause you’re not complex

But it all depends if you fit in the plan

I’ll still take your mic because it fits in my hand

And watch you cynics just transform to legitimate fans

Before my eyes while I do what you specifically can’t

Emcees these days, they build 'em badly

Mentally filthy, lacking skill and savvy

But you still are happy, with more of the same

But I’m board of the game like Milton Bradley

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

My penstroke, is leaving other men broke

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

Boy, your boy sound choked

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

What I invoke is never asleep, ever woke

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

Boy, your boy sound choked

I bring out the best of all our vices

And sum up this whole rap with all-star violence

Some of us hold back ballpark sizes

So run-up, get rolled back, like Walmart’s prices

You’d be a fool to think you ain’t in danger

The gangly strains will rearrange your face in anger

Make haste and skate away

I’m selling pre-wrote suicide notes with Debaser razor blades

And Graystone’s like this real estate, filling a space

Because I’m killing 'em

And leave the loved ones to fill in the blanks

The real and the fake ain’t hard to distinguish

But it’s hard to extinguish these flames from these bars

That leave 'em charred and

You must be retarded for thinking you can fuck with my team

That ain’t water you drinking

I use tonight’s Lucky Lottery winner

To slide and pretend this monstrous monologue

Modern day menace

Make 'em say «ah» like a dentist

Now I got your attention

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

My penstroke, is leaving other men broke

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

Boy, your boy sound choked

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

What I invoke is never asleep, ever woke

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

Boy, your boy sound choked

Don’t get ahead of yourself while you’re developing

Or you’ll inevitably get eaten down to the skeleton

Bleach them bones, to each their own

But I’ma speak with heat 'til the Sandpeeps are blown

We don’t feast alone, it’s a pack mentality

I hit beats stoned and rap with family

Keep it known girls, I’ll enact your fantasies

Make you melt inside, like a nightcap of antifreeze

I’m a fan of me

Pure vanity

A simple man, here to save humanity

With a fifth in hand and I’m barely managing

To stand correct, but when I wreck, it’s damaging

The pen I have with me is ready to hack your mead

It’s a weapon actually, I let it attack the beat

So never battle me, your death’ll be fast and sweet

It’s a better strategy pretending I can’t be beat

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

My penstroke, is leaving other men broke

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

Boy, your boy sound choked

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

What I invoke is never asleep, ever woke

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

Boy, your boy sound choked