Career Felon


Never dollars, poppa make it rain hockey pucks
And 60 day chips from ♥♥♥♥♥♥' awesome anonymous
Call him bloated 'til he show 'em that the flow deluxe
Off the wall loafers, Four Loko and a cobra clutch
Vocals bold and rough, evoke a ho to pose as drum
And let me hit and beat it with a stick until the hole is numb
The culprit of the potent punch
Scoldin' hot as dunkin' scrotum in a Folgers cup
Or Nevada, drivin' drunk inside a stolen truck
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' like his colon bust
Belly full of chicken and a fifth of old petroleum...


Get at me, we savages, half a pack of Apache
Indian pack of ♥♥♥♥♥♥ who don't give a ♥♥♥♥ if we nasty as flatulence
As a matter of fact, your swagger is tacky
So see me you can't like Crunchy Black catchin' a taxi
Uh, back like lateral passin'
With that ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' gladiator manner of rappin'
As an addict I let Percocet and Xannies relax me
Fall back if your paddies is Maxi, please...

Pick your pants up boi ,You dancin wid a Demon. -Earl