big mama

big mama, selling narcota, how much do it cost bitch? none, zip, nada, run from policia, ain't no drama, fresh new adidas for the newborn stamina, flow so pretty i would turn around and fuck it, asian girl screams, that's the bangkok ruckus, not a crack-pipe, but i crack pipe vocally, pipe kids down with the black cane locally, got a thick layer of bullshit that covers me, spying on your girl from a tree like discovery channel, bust through your girl's vag canal, fuck her in the ass, less humps than a camel, yo, riddle this fictitious little kiddo, that rinses dishes, blow kisses to bad girls they flinch itches, mad sketchy like craigslist, ain't shit, ya'll finish short, like a midget at the races, when i'm on the beat, i'm something like a cipher, podium possess kid, keep it old school, like a type writer, night-rides a horse, so i'm a knight rider, something like a king bombing on these al-quaders, bitch!, no, i'm just scanning a thin line, between a piece of shit and a battle of ill minds, i got dumb people that be testing my rhymes, but i can bend around the process and steadily incline, so when they ask, "who am i?", make a death slow, and they feel the pain, and when i'm not on my pill, my brain deteriorates and i go insane