The Rapper Eater

Feed me rappers or feed me beats Tool on deck, why would I lie Nigga you a pussy hope you got nine lives I could hit a nigga with the nine nine times Country ass boy country like Leanne rhymes Mississippi d banner, and lilweezyana Everybody got tools so you will need a hammer I'm a pill poppin' animal, syrup sippin' nigga I'm so high you could'nt reach me with a fuckin antenna You're fuckin with his man, you could be his man dinner The nine gimme brains but the ak add liver Your rapper is the same flowin like a bad river Make yo ass quiver like you naked at winter Hollygrove honcho, hardtime giver I'm a shark in the water you just long john silver I got a girl you wanna meet her? Her name is nine millimeter Feed me rappers or feed me beats Uptown New Orleans like always Cash money boys shine like bald heads Big bezzel make my watch look like a hog head But all I do is smoke trees call me log head I'm butter on the bread like parkay And I am all about me like do re I'm in the hood, in the hood like dope yay Nappy ass hair like buckwheat otay Hollygrove, Eagle street be my damn hood Or you can get murdered for free like canned goods I got 12 Barbaros under that Lam hood I could bring Kentucky derby to the damn hood Sunshine diamonds, call me tanned goods And now I let it blow, like a bad wood I call brisco, I'm on South Beach Thirty minutes later Opa-lacka is where I be Feed me rappers or feed me beats Man I'm so Hollygrove Stand strong in the water like a commadore Black holes in your white tee, dominoes Me n brisco cash money carnivores Hehe, I am New Orleans like carnival And in the hood call me Weezy the honorable These other rappers so ironical And if I ain't in the mansion then I'm up in the phantom oh Yea, you know it, listen up man, dj cinema, cinematic Whatever you wanna call him, I need you to spin this thang crazy Spin this when I tell you not to, talkin about 8 in the mornin To 8 in the mornin', ya feel me, yea, can fox holla at cha boy Feed me rappers or feed me beats