Текст песни Tonedeff - Kronic Braggart
Tonedeff - Kronic Braggart слова песни
[V1]It takes a punk motherfucker to brag, but go figureFlow nigga? I`m leaving your bitch with more just 3 holes in herStuff woodchips into your corpse and torture you with a soul splinterBlowing over you into the net, like you was a 4 foot goaltenderHold ya pen up, I`ll swipe it off with your hand attached, Imagine thatYour faggot ass is the poster girl for VagistatYou`re braggin that you defeated me with a battle rap in a hear me chatStop riding my dick...gimme the fuckin saddle backFast to react, I`m certain to, FACTThe only pat on the back you ever got was when mommy was burping youI burn shit up, give your father a nervous hugThis shit is just like TLC at dinner the way that I serve this scrubMy words are much more elaborate than a Persian rugCause I`m more of a novel writer than the author of "To Sir With Love"I twirl a thug impostor into pasta; you got the lookbut you ain`t worth a fuckin word like a speech from Laetitia CastaThis`ll cost ya much more than a loss, I want your life forceTonight, you`re going down for sure, bitch, like a dyke whoreThese high purity viruses, I fight offCause I`m dousing the chronic plague with industrial LysolTwice as raw, cause I pen a sonnet a dayRichard Simmons told me this commie kronic plague was atomically gayIn the most astonishing way, I be taking the the fast routeBattling me, You`re like a frog in a bathhouse, ass outI`m reversing the last doubt, that I can smoke you in a conflictAmputating your arms so I can poke you in the armpitWith the sharpest of objectsYou should take immodium AD, because you need to stop that soft shitIm encoding the proper topics to coverEven started a non-for-profit organization to kill you underI chop prison`s in half, and split cellsBitch you rhyme like Ricky Martin just stuck his dick in your shit-wellI wish to dispel, any notion you spit wellStrap zarbon to a car bomb, spark the engine and excelI watched your head swell from your sweetest momentWith Glamour Shots with an airbrushed t-shirt saying `I Beat Tonedeff` on itI deliver the type of flow components that zone inAttaching to the weakest host, and then slowly drone till your brain`s implodingControlling your mind to expose you in publicCause yo, my style is like a hooker with herpes - Not to be fucked withDon`t even attempt to blush, bitch, or even take a standGot you shook, like the Pope and Mohammed Ali shaking handsThis is the way I land, with minimizationI am iller than all the kids in the make a wish foundationSo, fuck a braggin bastard with a massive passionYour girl said you come up shortwith your rhyme schemes and just how fast you`ve lastedYou bite more than a scrappy mastiffI drafted a pack of stationary reading `Plague`s a Pussy` on the mastheadI`m giving the medical field a new reason to researchMaking your head chatter enough to make your fucking teeth hurtRevert and I will come and find youBitch, I will even produce the beat you`ll be saying you battle rhymes toA lyrical gift that shines true to blind youI would go back and obliterate your atoms if I had the time toEverything you`re spitting I strike a line through, like it`s connect the dotsFuck a last line, I wrecked your spot - what