Gag Order - WILDCARD

Motherfuckers don’t wanna try me

I’m older and I’m wise

And I’m known for my pride, and the ghost that’s inside

And my flows come and strike

Like a bone crush a knife

Anyone that tries to jump me’s like he «He won’t fuckin' die!»

I got too much heart, I won’t stop tryna charge

You gon need a tool to stop me like hot wired car

Clock strikes twelve, try and lock my cell

And they’ll find everybody dead

And the lock pried apart

You’re the broad on the water

I’m like Jaws, I’m the shark

I’m like Michael Vicks last surviving rottweiler dog

Grand champ, been to hell and back

Dropped fire bars

And the fire that I spit will probably stop my own heart

Down for whatever, kid I’m lost in the dark

And I’m trying to get better but I’m not trying hard

Walk by my yard, Caught box

Cut his scars, chop like your cock when her jaw lock while its hard

What

All I wanted was to blow up

Like my enemies car when it start up

But if they tell me dumb it down, no

Imma tell this whole world to get smarter

And if they try to tell me lighten up

I’ll just get in the booth and spit darker

Don’t try to wage a war against me

Cause revenge only makes my dick harder

I’m also sick of ignorant bitches who think its funny I flow

Covering their jugular and spewing blood as they choke

You sheltered son of a bitch make me the butt of a joke

Then I crack you with a gun til the butt of its broke

Any chance I get to rock a halo but i’m a sinner man

Y’all can be a square i’mma be a fucking pentagram

Bloody like the octagon gets

I got super sperm, i’m the real father of the Octamoms kids

Imma drop a bomb off

And ill quit and ill stop

When on top of my cocks where a soccer mom sits

I’m just kidding, I won’t stop im too sick

I’m unstoppable

Apocalyptic author with a rocket launch

Kids just a monster with no off and on switch

Never held off

Haters tell me spit and when I do they faces melt off

My growing pains got me throwing flames now

When I rap in the house the gas has to turn itself off

Ill take this belt off and leave another welt cross

Your face this shit is self taught

Like women that will sell twat

Or Bush will give you shell shock

Until you snorting rails off

Motel tables

Type of motel without no bell-hop

Fuckin' hell ill be keepin' ammo well stocked

Don’t wanna go to hell god

But wanna fuck female cops

And women walking cell blocks

Tell me that I fell off

Ill rip off your head like bats tearing off a mailbox (ERRH!)

All I wanted was to blow up

Like my enemies car when it start up

But if they tell me dumb it down, no

Imma tell this whole world to get smarter

And if they try to tell me lighten up

I’ll just get in the booth and spit darker

Don’t try to wage a war against me

Cause revenge only makes my dick harder

I just think its funny, they waited for Poet to go to prison

And me to move away before they started talking shit and

Speak against Poet and Wildcard and when you’re done cursing

I’m scrubbing out your mouth like hookers when they’re done working

The gun burst’ll make the vultures come chirping

And my verses paint a red path of horror

I’m sick of wack white rappers making all us dope ones look bad

I’m open up a business call it dead cracker storage

I’m a lead-packing head-mack-a-saurus, long as I’m here

You’re never getting paid like a meth addict’s mortgage

Jet back and forth and you’re not gonna see me

I’m so cold when I walk, it turns to frost underneath me

You bitches not gonna beat me, I’ll be twisting your girl’s legs

Like rabbit ear antennas on the top of TV

Need a mop and a Squeegee, when I come chop you to feces

Like reports on the war, you’re probably not gonna read me

I got a buzz so vicious, electric shock won’t treat me

And like you’re not gonna keep me inside a box and defeat me

And thanks a lot to my people for always copping the CD

And to my haters, I crush y’all, take it like a man

Don’t beat yourself up dog, you never had a chance