Copywrite

Copywrite - Cremation lyrics

rate me

Aye

Aye

His mom coming to the dorm Asher?

Have her bring me somthin

Have her bring me somthin in something sexy

Hahahah

Yeah! Wooooweee!

Oh man you got me

You got my back against the wall

What am I gunna do

Uh ohh

Somebody's talking in subliminal shit, with minimul whit

When will he get off Eminem's dick? Give him his hit

Saw him on youtube in a room full of dudes barefoot

No women it's feminine shit. Now who's the never been

I'm better than you've ever been bitch! If ones things evident

It's when I spit I never been bitch. But your too pussy to say

My name you would be, play footsie with scooter, begging

Kid Cuddy to do a hook. Stop the bumming for music

Look fucker set up, I sit back didn't want to listen to your

Shit to diss back. I mean we lose to this elf I lose to my self

How could he have me cornered, I got the room to my self

We all know that but you let Scooter put a batteries in your

Hallow back like you work in a Volvo plant, so either A keep

Away take over a week to play cause beef this way will leave your

Face super ugly when the ether spray, meet the greeter at the

Pearly gates. Verbally put you in the hearse at 4:38. I am taking

You to an early grave. Your fam will herl for days, we ripped

Em's voice from your throat, and gave you auto tune, put you

In a world of pain, been a lot harder kid, I've been spittin shit

Not thought of yet. You just got your hip hop starter kit.

Retire with the spit shit, cause if Em hadn't been tired for a quick

Bit then youd be Van Wilders assistant. Man some swear they

Made it and their barley famous. Better curd your enthusiasm

For you play your self like Larry David, here lies Asher who's

Features Label barely paid it and already their making funeral

And wake arrangements. Rest in Pieces whos flesh peaced it

It's best to please us, or just be decent, so Rest in piece kid and

Rest with Jesus, Rest in piece kid. Haha yeah Mr. Slight chance

To blow or the white rapper show, figured fuckit, I'll just bite

Mathers flow, who has to know? Prob is that your souls that

Of a white Casper ghost. Figured it fuck it again and Close

Pinned half his nose. Quincident his voice is like a twin or

Is he biting slim? Hmm... I'm running with the ladder like a fireman,

Maybe I shouldn't be battling Woody Allen. But maybe if he stopped

Talking like this all day there could be talent, What? Cat got your tongue?

I see this pussy frownin, your features would be frownin if you weren't

Throwin them thousands. Drama Co-Signed but it's not cause how hot he

Rhymes, it's cause he sees possible dollar signs from the college kind. the

Whole globe can look, life is like a open book. I have you on my blog daily

Stressed smoking kush, CAPS ON, irrational pantin, while I blog on hip

Hop DX all caps off like the national anthem. Huh? This isn't even back

And forth, this is I threw it you once and you cast was off, fucker

Asher Roth, spread ether on his ass, too pussy to set it off like my

Teeth were on the gas and plus your queefin on the pad, leakin

Bleedin to your dad for Em's tape while you menstruate bleedin

On the rag take this beating like a man. Get defeated like a stan

I'm Chris Brown a wife beat, the Rihanna throwin keys threw his

Lamborghini when he's mad. Never even went to parties hes deceiving

All his fans, if he did he sat in the corner and sipped seagrams like

A fag. See the thinking I'm mad but the reasons I'm even speakin

On this fag is for 20 minutes it's free was in the trash, ask Steevie

If hes mad for signing a Mormon. Lookin like he survied a abortion

Here he lies in his coffin for toe taggin himself Asher put his own

Nail in his coffin like he was gagging himself.

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