Текст песни Bitch Please (feat. Snap Murphy) - DeezNuts

I ain't locked inside intoxicants
I'm bodying the whole entire block again
I'm bashing out your windows then I'm sliding boo the cock to spin
Cuz imma have to log you off and Redesign your awful shit
A real MC get on the mic and people spy the fraud within
I ain't against committing heinous shit to change the pitch
Arrange the pits I'll get the kerosene and we'll contain the glitch
A spindle in the main condensers shifted what the range has flipped
And any fuckin lame who's entertaining kids can make the list
I'm in the way with tense offended by the way you spit
My wisdom been a way to grip some sense of how the game commence
But that's the shame affixed within the middle
Of the lane you drift
I been about the blues and quick to shit on any thing you pitch
Giggle in the flames and spit some riddle with a maze explicit
The dribble in the paint that went to nibble on your favorite bitch
Fed her little bits of kibble fiddled with her legs and tits
Left her shivering and wishing she could go and get the dick

I seen masks on your face before corona
I don't trust half these snakes so I'm charming them like cobra
Put the Kalashnikov to ya like a soviet soldier
Aiming at your Adam's apple
That's a Fiona
Smoke you like bomb Dohja
This pistol might give you Glock coma
I'm super bad homie
That's not Jonah
Coming sooner than Oklahoma
Tie you to railroad tracks in nova scotia
Now that's what I call a loco motive
I'm so explosive and showing no emotion
I'm not your average joseph
Love my family
But keep my enemies closest
My team is bodying rappers
Leave them with black roses
My bars are hocus pocus
Leave you with hypnosis
I'm slitting throats with a plastic knife
With the raps I write
Will end your life like fentanyl
I'll leave you dead when I'm on the mic
It's lights camera action bars filled with passion
It doesn't matter if you're black or you're white
Like Charlie Chaplin

I'm the reason Vegas rappers set the bar so high
So me and snap can conjure rhymes and see how hard the flock will try
I'm just a prophecy concocting ways to stop the lies
By not engaging plot and rise and take his place beyond his prize
I been embarrassed but my pen is where despair has lived
Inherited a rare commitment tearing up the eras with its
Cherished interference and the marriage to the heir of perchance
Carried up the stairs and into anywhere the mare is witnessed
Bear eating a ferret when the stare seeking the terror ends it's
Arrogance comparing me to anyone you hear to wishes
Spare me the appearance get it mirrored when releasing spirits
Its clear we ain't the same and may need a way at least to hear it
I'm not a sight we show in spite of what you might be holding
My mighty microphone is lightning bolts that hide inside explosives
In flight to slide up swollen brightly light the night up glowing
Bring you back inside to try to write a more insightful flow then