Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mad Man Departure, artist - Kool Keith. Album song Matthew, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 26.07.2000
Record label: funky ass, Threshold
Song language: English
Mad Man Departure |
| Yeah. |
| outro, Mad Man |
| Everytime I see your motherfuckin ass |
| You always with some motherfuckers around you |
| You know why? |
| Cause you’re motherfuckin scared |
| But I’mma pick you out motherfucker |
| I like to boost myself cause all you niggas can kiss my ass |
| Critics lick my balls, bitches get jealous |
| Y’all on some old funny-ass shit, hang with a bunch of fellas |
| You can’t fuck with me, shiny head like Telly Savales |
| Look at your favorite rap star, corny as a MOTHERFUCKER |
| Scarecrow hardcore |
| I flip your tour bus over, pull your plug on your stage show |
| On your fuckin tour |
| Put a piece of your fuckin hand in the refrigerator |
| Book your shit Monday |
| You see me with three niggas with stockin caps |
| With sawed-off shotguns, waiting for your black ass |
| Then come to Apollo to play, blow your session away |
| You don’t wanna fuck around |
| I don’t give a fuck if you in the studio with bodyguards |
| You can hide behind fuckin Big Ray |
| Bash you in the face with a fuckin ashtray |
| Move you out in a STRETCHER |
| Walk you to the fuckin ambulance |
| With blood all over my fuckin pants |
| That’s what you get for tryin to do a b-boy stance |
| Next I’mma step to all you homo ass niggas that dance |
| Move that glittery shit out my vision |
| And face the fuckin collision |
| Treat you like the Lifers Group |
| 27 years, I’mma act like I’m in fuckin prison |
| Say somethin now motherfucker, say somethin! |
| I bite your fuckin nose, spit back in your fuckin lap |
| See somethin funny? |
| See somethin funny?! |
| SEE SOMETHIN FUNNY MOTHERFUCKER?! |
| Amputate your face off |
| Fuck around cut your shoulder blade off |
| Disconnect three of your fingers |
| You won’t be able to point at shit |
| Or wave a fuckin cab down |
| Look at you bleedin with that rap shit on the fuckin ground |
| That’s right motherfucker |
| You knew I was comin to see you from the beginning |
| But you was talking all that bullshit |
| But I’mma see you in, time |
| That’s right, when I get to yo' motherfuckin ass |
| I’ma work my way up there |
| See youse a faggot ass nigga |
| You moved to the suburbs |
| You think you safe, workin by phone |
| You can’t go nowhere, and you hide |
| You stay in hose, playing Sega Genesis |
| And smoke a bunch of fucking weed, that’s right |
| Looking at each other |
| Fucking each other in the ass |
| Bullshitting and playing with PlayStation |
| I’ma tell you straight |
| I ain’t no kid, I’m a grown-ass fucking man |