Psylocibin- Mr. Ball Sack Mouth
Im Like A 'Sex Addict' Wit 'Condoms' I Juss Keep 'Rappin/Wrappin'
-Konflicc Aka Flozz
Story behind the song
Killing Him Again
Lyrics
only need few takes to rip up ya raps
and air you out quicka then air mail stamps/
watch as he turns to nothing but dust
and dps will get his shirt sprayed quicka then airbrush/
check on ya mic, blast the cat that bites
point is, i'll drop sacks like male trans-vestites/
he bangs heads harder then migraines
like toys r us, his rap is full of nothin but games/
steppin up with them shit raps, whats wrong wit u?
only time u hard is if u were turned to a statue/
call medical assistance to go on and help you
cuz only time i get served is ordering of the menu/
first u say fucc the belt, then u say give it back dude
but kids play wit u, all day more times then a swimming pool/
bringin heat that u cant stand like an old persons stamina
givin you a hardtime like a watch made out viagra/
i'm a put the medal down and stop u like brakes
cuz u couldnt rock the booth if it was in middle of an earthquake/
when it comes to competition ur empty like ya rap shows
only skills he got is to jump and duck faster then the super mario bros/
i'll open up ya chest twice like a fetish for flashing
u couldnt be a hit..if u were a victim of hit and run crashing/
throw the Westside up if u wanna feel a W, in BM no ones loving you
u must be into baseball, the way peeps start slugging at you/
everyone saying your weak like ya cd sells
i'll serve him like olive garden...nothin but shells/
watch me as in 2weeks he gets murdered two times
and i got hollow tips to whore-a-scope/horoscope this cat like the zodiac signs/
level to level.. u can never see me
cuz ur career stays on the down-low/download like an mp3/
u mad cuz u aint winnin up shit
and got burned up quicka then a cigarette
check yaself cuz i spit more venom then a cobras mouth
openin round,but u aint makin the finals like the high school drop-outs/
