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Zoolander
Jr Writer
Zoolander
[Intro]
Uhh, Grease, a fuckin animal man
I belong in the zoo with the rest of 'em
J.R. Writer, DipSet let's do it man, yo
[Verse 1]
My mathematics smash it, I bag it pack it
A packer's pass to the crackers, the bastard's actin erratic
A static half of a savage to have it back in they cabbage is 'matic
After they had it and add it, back to the attic - faggot
Ask I'm the baddest of baddest, gather your baddest of rampers
Scrampers to clampers don't matter, half of them bastards I'll splatter
Cap in his bladder, you'll stagger, mac to a 'matic he's platter
I'll feel for 'em (slow down son you're killin 'em)
Uhh, yeah, the kid with the thunder, slip from up under
The stunner, runner runner fronter, just admit I'm a gunner (blaow!)
I've been itchin all summer, just a quick'll a gun ya
With some shit you couldn't pump out if you was hit wit a plunger
I do this shit cause I wanna, not to sit in a Hummer (what?)
I've been sicker than Wonder, who's been sick since he was younger
The game's missin its hunger, cause I'm that other flare others fear
I don't wanna hear (slow down son you're killin 'em)
Cause I'ma rippity rap, rip up and rap, rip in a rap
Rap in a writ, rip like a mystery pack
That still rip when he rap, rippin was rap, rappin is rip
No cuts, rips in my wristery wrap scrap
Pic, picture me back into these cats who grill and they grill
But they wouldn't do diddly jack
I'm still a G, kill a G, artillery pack
Bring my Biggie fiend back (slow down son you're killin 'em)
[Hook]
{*scratched: "Who wanna mess with me"*}
{*scratched: "Ask I'm the baddest"*}
[Verse 2]
Yo; I'm a menace clown listen now, I grip the pound and get it down
You'll be a missin kitten and sniffin the scent of hound
That leaves the ditch to found, captain is capped, blap blap
Fuck if you new in town, you'll still get around
I keep the addicts in attics while I traffic the order
I done packaged the package then got it back through the border
You need practice with package your stacks are stackin up shorter
Crackheads say I give 'em flashbacks of Rich Porter (whoa)
But I'm past that, give 'em back Lassie or daughter
You can't flip a thing, you're ass-backwards with water
Ask faggot I'm scorcher, fuck your security
I got cats that'll pat pat them and off ya
Soon as I pass 'em the offer they'll ditch the G
Flick the flea a mystery the rest'll just be history
Yeah I'm glistery, it don't have you seasick
but just turn into somethin you'll be sick to see
Bling blaow, rings wow, check around the ring dial
Blue Smurfs, hit em where it hurts, ping pow
I'm p-p-past you I'll pass you, no cats could battle this battle
With all that babble you babble, you said you passed who I'll smack you
You hit the gravel I'm a movin menace
Youse a gimmick, get abused in the fewest minutes
1-2 I'm finished, have a group of tenants
on the side yellin (slow down son you're killin 'em)
[Hook]
[Outro]
This is easy
Zoolander
[Intro]
Uhh, Grease, un animal maldito hombre
Pertenezco al zoológico con el resto de ellos
J.R. Writer, DipSet hagámoslo hombre, yo
[Verse 1]
Mi matemática la destroza, la empaco y la guardo
Un pasador pasa a los blancos, el bastardo actúa de manera errática
Una mitad estática de un salvaje para tenerlo de vuelta en su repollo es 'matic
Después de que lo tuvieron y lo agregaron, de vuelta al ático - maricón
Pregunta, soy el peor de los peores, reúne a tus peores de los peores
Los que corren, los que trepan, no importa, a la mitad de esos bastardos los haré pedazos
Un tiro en su vejiga, te tambalearás, mac a un 'matic es un plato
Lo sentiré por ellos (baja la velocidad hijo, los estás matando)
Uhh, sí, el chico con el trueno, escapa de debajo
El asombro, corredor corredor delantero, solo admite que soy un pistolero (¡pum!)
He estado deseando todo el verano, solo un rápido te disparará
Con algo que no podrías sacar si te golpearan con un émbolo
Hago esto porque quiero, no para sentarme en una Hummer (¿qué?)
He estado más enfermo que Wonder, que ha estado enfermo desde que era joven
Al juego le falta hambre, porque soy esa otra llama que otros temen
No quiero escuchar (baja la velocidad hijo, los estás matando)
Porque voy a rapear, romper y rapear, romper en un rap
Rap en una escritura, romper como un paquete de misterio
Que todavía rompe cuando rapea, romper era rap, rapear es romper
Sin cortes, rompe en mi envoltura de misterio
Imagínate de nuevo a estos tipos que critican y critican
Pero no harían nada
Sigo siendo un G, mato a un G, paquete de artillería
Trae de vuelta a mi adicto a Biggie (baja la velocidad hijo, los estás matando)
[Hook]
{*rayado:



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