Unique London: Guess on the mix it's about time I wanna hear some shit Thirstin Howl the third Skillionaire spit nigga
Thirstin: Guess on the mix coming straight out of the hell lab With that Thirstin Howl the third shit no one else has Return of the rhythm slave turntable belt lash Welfare bitches don't wait till check day because they sell fast (U.L: Guess on the mix) Cuts in Chinese Morse code, scratches are gordo Mixes tighter than his corn rolls Thirstin Howl the third, cross roads and burn bridges So I doubt if they'll be an emcee left living in the rap jungle I'm an explained, in habitat in a battle I'm polite like (U.L.: Would you like me to help you pack your bags) Tyson, coming in the ring without my mouthpiece Grouchy, overweight alki, the right hooks lousy but got a left jab My runaway flow will give you jet lag I'm nasty when it comes to sex in the eardrum I freak the track like to Korean lesbians with pierced tongues Dope, without ever walking near drugs A mouth so nasty, you won't want to share cups A lone star sheriff, 5 mics, 4 stars and stripes along with merits Ralph Lauren polo appearance Life of crime, learned from both parole parents Bullet gold card in a laminate (U.L.: Never leave home without mine) Guess on the mix its about time
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Unique London: Guess on the mix it's about time I wanna hear some shit Thirstin Howl the third Skillionaire spit nigga
Thirstin: Guess on the mix coming straight out of the hell lab With that Thirstin Howl the third shit no one else has Return of the rhythm slave turntable belt lash Welfare bitches don't wait till check day because they sell fast (U.L: Guess on the mix) Cuts in Chinese Morse code, scratches are gordo Mixes tighter than his corn rolls Thirstin Howl the third, cross roads and burn bridges So I doubt if they'll be an emcee left living in the rap jungle I'm an explained, in habitat in a battle I'm polite like (U.L.: Would you like me to help you pack your bags) Tyson, coming in the ring without my mouthpiece Grouchy, overweight alki, the right hooks lousy but got a left jab My runaway flow will give you jet lag I'm nasty when it comes to sex in the eardrum I freak the track like to Korean lesbians with pierced tongues Dope, without ever walking near drugs A mouth so nasty, you won't want to share cups A lone star sheriff, 5 mics, 4 stars and stripes along with merits Ralph Lauren polo appearance Life of crime, learned from both parole parents Bullet gold card in a laminate (U.L.: Never leave home without mine) Guess on the mix its about time
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