Текст песни Computer Love - Kill Bill: the Rapper

See I′ve been sloppy I've been talkin′ mess
Swam out the creek but now I'm back inside the dolphin's nest
Talk greasy slick, it′s Crisco bitch
I heard it comin′ out yo' mouth so why this info switch? Uh

A starvin′ artist I just need that foreign object
Who the fuck don got you gassed up? You're like a fartin′ armpit
I don't bark bitch I just bar shit, bitch I′m barfin' got the sickness hoe
Marchin with my Martians try to start shit watch them hit the floor
I'm Piccolo, Piccolo, and I just took the tunic off
All these rappers rainbow six, bitch I know that Ubisoft
Let me take my uzi off, I′m cockin′ on yo bitch ass
I'm bouncin′, woop I'm goin′ Stockton on yo bitch ass
I'm popular as shit I′m on your block and got like six daps
Green with orange hair, I'm smokin' Blanka: Second Impact
Wear a crooked pimp hat, boy I′m off that ganja too
Throwed off of that Perfect Cell, sippin′ all on that Majin Buu
Who the fuck you talkin' to? Crawlin′ through the borough
Got the Locs on me, hoe I'm lookin′ like Toguro
Motherfuckers thorough cut the cord and let it bleed
I've been face first in it, what a gorgeous pedigree

Hoe I′m bouncin', bouncin', back up on my hermit shit
Never let em RIDE, that′s that shit, that′s word to Pimp
I'm bouncin′, bouncin', lil buddy got the juice now
Catch me in the cloud, all this data least like two pounds
Hoe I′m bouncin', bouncin′, back up on my hermit shit
Never let em RIDE, that's that shit, that's word to Pimp
I′m bouncin′, bouncin', lil buddy got the juice now
Catch me in the cloud, all this data least like two pounds

Need to find some new sounds
All this data least like two pounds
Throw some bands on that shit
I′m not a fan of your shit