Sucka Mc's - Wreckx-N-Effect

Kato!

I ain’t done this in a while man

Let’s go

Shyea!

I was at the crib alone scrambling through comments

And within the process, ran into this contest

Like «pretty dope»

I ain’t done this shit in a minute, bro

And I ain’t doing anymore fucking microphone videos

I’ll switch your hopes

Everybody giving out a mixtape so?

I don’t really ever want to listen though

I’ll be treating it like a discus, bro

I hit the goal, the trash compactor

When they be telling my homies to listen to it I say we can’t do it

Without a bucket in case we pee ourselves out of laughter

When you record it’s a brutal listen

Sounding similar to any new born with a booster missing

In a new Porsche going through the limit

With two doors going to the ceiling

With a huge horn that blew your hearing

What you’ve worn is true religion

And new Jordan’s and Gucci fitteds

But a uniform that’s truly fitting

Is a unicorn with a fruit addiction

You’re too corny like a superstition

You new dorks not cool with writtens

You’re luke warm like a pool with children

I do snores when you are spitting

When you perform, I’m too bored like crucifixion

Fiction or fact?

I’m fixing to fix some friction and flick it to feminine fibbers 'til they’re

figiting back

And while I’m configuring that

I fit the friskyous filth in a track

And leave it on top of your door step like shit that’s on fire

The rap messiah, the pathological rapping liar (Dope!)

I’m that supplier

Listen I don’t even sweat when I pass a fire

Pacifier you suck on while you crap your diapers

You little baby, and I hate these artist’s groupies

'Cause I ain’t got any man I’m too strange, bizarre and goofy

They’re like «The way he swears so hard confuse me

Less than a month ago he wasn’t even allowed in rated R movies»

Well I am now, damn right

Everybody get out of my damn sight

'Cause the second I’m witnessing anybody I don’t really wanna battle but I

wanna see a damn fight

Damn right

Until the XXL cover will set it up

I’m a junior now, I’ll fuck a freshman up

Yup, I bust

You bite my lyrics you bite the dust

I got this game in my clutch

The alphabet is my crutch

That’s why sick is spelled with an «I» and suck is spelt with «U»

'Cause I am sick and you suck, I’m better than you

Kato!

And I ain’t done this in a minute

I’ve been staying quiet to surprise them when I finish

But word round the town

Is they heard bout me now

So I turn back around and they bit it

Oh no they didn’t!

I’ma lose it, I’ma lose it

Since 14 I been a nuisance, I’ve been tying the noose since

New sense to the industry luckily

And no sucka MC’s gon' be fucking with me, god dammit no!