Safe Lil Verse Over 'Pitbull - Back Up' Recorded Same Day As The Shroom Shit lol
Names 5Starr, I'm from Cardiff in Uk. My rap styles multi'z n punches. I'm 18, ummm give my shit a look, nice 1!
Lyrics
I offend-these-nice, friendly-types when I’m dropping,
I’m shocking, like finding a dildo in your stocking, (Merry Christmas)
A rap-crew-hunter,
Coz most these pricks are getting under skin like acupuncture,
Slap-you-punch-ya straight out of your track-suit-jumper,
Stash-you-amongst-the junk in the back of a dumpster,
That Matthew-youngster needs a wake-up-call,
I don’t listen laws, coz they-suck-balls,
No justification for my actions,
Irrational, I hate the police with a passion,
So I drive drunk right over a zebra-crossing,
And mow down a cop till his legs are severed-off-him,
Just to show that I can’t stand-police,
I only smoke these ganja-leaves to keep my anger-leashed,
Now you don’t want to see me flip and leave your gang-deceased,
This mans-a-beast, you’ll lose your money and-your-teeth,
My taste buds melt when there’s bud-in-the-breeze,
Sense weed like the sharks smelling blood-in-the-sea,
And my mum said I should cut-back, fuck that!
Only way I’ll cut backs carrying glass in ruck-sacks,
Drugs I dabble-with-them,
That’s why I’m slower than Vanessa Feltz’s metabolism, bad-decision,
Sick-and-twisted I’ve been ballistic since I-was-eight,
Committing arson sticking bars across the doors of fire-escapes,
I stay stressed, constantly-vexed,
Out searching for the 1st person that wants-to-be-next,
To get left, decked, stretched like Mr Armstrong,
I'm fucking vexed now so fuck a calm-song.
