
Date of issue: 08.11.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
Old Rasputin |
I love my prostitutes |
Pussy, pussy, glorious pussy |
I’ve got my prostitutes back |
Here ye, here ye, all rise |
Introducing his lordship, Sir Drunkalot |
Don’t get your head on the cutting block for treason |
Against the royal fam', because it’s chopping season |
On the disloyal man |
We study under lit oil lamps through the archive |
Deciding who’s on our side like a new apartheid |
The czar died and passed down the keys to the fortress |
And the secret, of course, which releases the draw bridge |
We even got a militia of devious forces |
Who feed weed to their horses and lead 'em where war is |
Of course it’s the rulers, Jay Love and Louis |
Don’t say nothing to us, we make punks look foolish |
It takes tons of fools to straight up amuse us |
Wake up you losers, you ain’t nothing to us |
We’re rock star czars, we’re locked on wars |
With vodka to the top up inside |
Hooligan morons with a collection full of hood ornaments |
We snatched off of cop cars parked |
We got odd bars that’s private, cars with drivers |
And chicks who lick the stick with slip-on saliva |
And ever since we was born in diapers we been called |
«Your Highness» and served alcohol as minors |
Y’all can find us, in the land where the pimps |
With a full harem of chicks who take care of our dicks |
who pillage with a terrible fist |
So all the other villagers are scared to resist, bitch |
Fe fi fo and a bottle of rum |
The Odd Couple don’t stop 'till the bottle is done |
Move your feet to the beat and march to the drums |
We’re the kings of this rap shit, majority one |
We target the market, make a profit and run |
And shot kids in the process with dominant tongues |
Solicit explicit content for fun |
And stay spitting like we’re obnoxious and drunk |
Wake up the horses it’s time to take them to night |
You can’t challenge the king, lying naked with your wife |
Even if your aching to fight, swallow your pride |
And follow the Gods with Heineken bottles the size |
Of comets that fly, fizz out and drop from the sky |
Like these two superheros with |
Jay Love and Louie Logic, the kings of the castle |
Bring it to battle and stone you till you sink in the gravel |
I’ll swing and attack you if you challenge my reign |
Then cut you up and bag you like an ounce of cocaine |
No name motherfuckers without noble descent |
Get thrown over the fence and choked up with no-good intent |
This is a social event for my minions to witness |
So they don’t get opinions and interfere with business |
My interests protected, riches invested |
And bitches in the kitchen, dishing up breakfast |
Listen, the checklist is written extensive |
From licks to a plethora of bitches to have sex with |
Chick that striptease like Demi in a scene |
Got |
Many enemy is tortured when we blazing hash |
And made into court jesters to make us laugh |
Now raise your glass and toast to the livest |
Rulers of this rhyme shit |
I’m out, signing off as Your Highness |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Between Your Legs ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple | 2004 |
Trinity ft. Louis Logic, L-Fudge | 2004 |
Blood Reign ft. Louis Logic, B.A. Barakus, DiamondBack | 2004 |
The Day I Was Born ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple | 2004 |
The Lone Gunners ft. Louis Logic | 2006 |
Open the Mic ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple, Celph Titled | 2004 |
Morning After Pill-12 | 2002 |
Beat Your Ass ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple | 2004 |
A Day Late And A Dollar Short | 2013 |
Captain Lou El Wino | 2002 |
Por Que ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple | 2004 |
Street Smarts | 1999 |
Pimp Shit ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple | 2004 |
Bully ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple | 2004 |
Classy Mcnasty | 2002 |
Double Fisted ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple | 2004 |
Simple Words ft. Jay Love, Odd Couple | 2004 |
Up to No Good | 2002 |
The Withdrawal Method | 2002 |
The Great Divide-10 | 2002 |