Demolition Freestyle Part 1

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]

Bodybag the beat, toe-tag the highs

[*censored*] more bragging rights

If you ain't acting right, send you to afterlife

I'm the action type, shoot, mash, and fight

I ball like Steve Nash and shoot past the light

And jump all in a freak ass, she getting smashed tonight

I'm a vulture, nigga, slicker than a snake

I'm a fool, I'm a ape and you food

I am raping you fools

Mike Jack , on the track I molest you rappers

Wayne and Gudda—who wanna contest the rappers?

No bodies, four shottys, get the job done

No problem, I been a beast since Sqad 1

My money runnin' like Sonic the Hedgehog

And for the bread, dog, I'm like Adolph

H—Hitler, gimme the money or meet the sizzler

I'm a toaster like Strudels, Ima burn these niggas, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

And I don't wanna talk about it

Gangsta shit right in front you, nigga, walk around it

Nigga, let me do me

They know I kick it like Jet Li, Bruce Lee

And I've done what they can't do

Me, I'll put my gun up to your Aunt Suzie

And blow out a doobie, paint her ruby

I am a loony, you niggas puny

I puke on the beat, I juke and never fumble

Man, I spit that dope, like I swallowed a bundle

Gotta spit that dope up

'Cause the old heads said, "If you don't, it'll bust"

I heard if I sell it hard, it'll rush

But if them people come, if it's soft, it'll flush

Haha! Certainly

Don't get caught in the blind, and keep your curtain straight

No, I don't drink wine but I smoke purple, grape

Sometimes, see purple stars—I ain't talking about purple Bapes

I gets paid early 'cause I be workin' late

Too many painful memories, shit hurt to say

Crack flow: no bake, just stir and shake

Shooting when we pull up like Urkel waist

Sip syrup, got me moving at a turtle pace

But quick, draw, pop out like a turtle face, haha

Paid in full, you can't murk the ace

I kill your beat, then beat the murder case, haha, yeah

That's right, I'ma kill this shit

And if the glove don't fit, I'ma need a catcher's mitt

'Cause I'm high like a bitch, yeah I'm high like a bitch

Like Mariah and shit, I guess I'm higher than a bitch

Keep it dirty like I'm lying in the ditch

Like Eli, I'm from New Orleans, I'm a Giant in this bitch

Move the G and add an S and put the I before the N

And put the A in front of that, and that's what I am to the end

That's a Saint, motherfucker, simplify it for them

Where your funeral comes with a secondline at the end, yeah

But you won't be secondlining with them

'Cause you'll be in the hearse that's behind all of them, yeah

I see your homies dressed in black like they finna ride

But that fashion statement is telling a lie

I'm pelican fly, Mac-11 inside

My bullets come with wings, and your cerebellum can fly

Yeah, fucking right, oh, yeah

Young Money, we are, sick as gonorrhea

Like nausea, heart burn, indigestion

Upset, stomach, and diarrhea

Get some Pepto-Bismo', ho!

[Outro: Lil Wayne]

Haha, Young Mula, baby!

Yeah

Yeah

Young Mula, baby!