Lyrics Gag Order - WILDCARD

Gag Order

Motherfuckers don’t wanna try me
I’m older and I’m wise
And I’m known for my pride, and the ghost that’s inside
And my flows come and strike
Like a bone crush a knife
Anyone that tries to jump me’s like he «He won’t fuckin' die!»
I got too much heart, I won’t stop tryna charge
You gon need a tool to stop me like hot wired car
Clock strikes twelve, try and lock my cell
And they’ll find everybody dead
And the lock pried apart
You’re the broad on the water
I’m like Jaws, I’m the shark
I’m like Michael Vicks last surviving rottweiler dog
Grand champ, been to hell and back
Dropped fire bars
And the fire that I spit will probably stop my own heart
Down for whatever, kid I’m lost in the dark
And I’m trying to get better but I’m not trying hard
Walk by my yard, Caught box
Cut his scars, chop like your cock when her jaw lock while its hard
What
All I wanted was to blow up
Like my enemies car when it start up
But if they tell me dumb it down, no
Imma tell this whole world to get smarter
And if they try to tell me lighten up
I’ll just get in the booth and spit darker
Don’t try to wage a war against me
Cause revenge only makes my dick harder
I’m also sick of ignorant bitches who think its funny I flow
Covering their jugular and spewing blood as they choke
You sheltered son of a bitch make me the butt of a joke
Then I crack you with a gun til the butt of its broke
Any chance I get to rock a halo but i’m a sinner man
Y’all can be a square i’mma be a fucking pentagram
Bloody like the octagon gets
I got super sperm, i’m the real father of the Octamoms kids
Imma drop a bomb off
And ill quit and ill stop
When on top of my cocks where a soccer mom sits
I’m just kidding, I won’t stop im too sick
I’m unstoppable
Apocalyptic author with a rocket launch
Kids just a monster with no off and on switch
Never held off
Haters tell me spit and when I do they faces melt off
My growing pains got me throwing flames now
When I rap in the house the gas has to turn itself off
Ill take this belt off and leave another welt cross
Your face this shit is self taught
Like women that will sell twat
Or Bush will give you shell shock
Until you snorting rails off
Motel tables
Type of motel without no bell-hop
Fuckin' hell ill be keepin' ammo well stocked
Don’t wanna go to hell god
But wanna fuck female cops
And women walking cell blocks
Tell me that I fell off
Ill rip off your head like bats tearing off a mailbox (ERRH!)
All I wanted was to blow up
Like my enemies car when it start up
But if they tell me dumb it down, no
Imma tell this whole world to get smarter
And if they try to tell me lighten up
I’ll just get in the booth and spit darker
Don’t try to wage a war against me
Cause revenge only makes my dick harder
I just think its funny, they waited for Poet to go to prison
And me to move away before they started talking shit and
Speak against Poet and Wildcard and when you’re done cursing
I’m scrubbing out your mouth like hookers when they’re done working
The gun burst’ll make the vultures come chirping
And my verses paint a red path of horror
I’m sick of wack white rappers making all us dope ones look bad
I’m open up a business call it dead cracker storage
I’m a lead-packing head-mack-a-saurus, long as I’m here
You’re never getting paid like a meth addict’s mortgage
Jet back and forth and you’re not gonna see me
I’m so cold when I walk, it turns to frost underneath me
You bitches not gonna beat me, I’ll be twisting your girl’s legs
Like rabbit ear antennas on the top of TV
Need a mop and a Squeegee, when I come chop you to feces
Like reports on the war, you’re probably not gonna read me
I got a buzz so vicious, electric shock won’t treat me
And like you’re not gonna keep me inside a box and defeat me
And thanks a lot to my people for always copping the CD
And to my haters, I crush y’all, take it like a man
Don’t beat yourself up dog, you never had a chance