DJ Semi - Go Fuck Yourself feat. Chris Webby lyrics

rate me

I always hit 'em with the hardcore

That raw XXX porn flaw

Now i'm blowin' up

Like coke in a whore's nose

I don't pay hookers

I just puch 'em in the torso

Blow a load up on they tits

And leave 'em with the doors closed

Lord knows i'm a crazy ass savage

And they use to laugh at it

Now they like dag nabbit

webby droppin' muthafuckas

Like a bad habit

Fuckin' like a jack rabbit

Grammar with mathematics

And black magic

Speak wickedly

Leavin' they knees jittery

If they beef with-uh me

Then they will leave lividly

Hit'em in the head

'til they stumble & see 6ix of me

Then grab the chainsaw

From the back of the jeep liberty

Servin' these punks

Bring an entree to ya

I'm a sick muthafucka

Ask sanjay Gupta

Meaneuver like a puma

When i'm killin' the track

I'm the best in the burbs

And the kid is back (bitch)

It's the phantom of the opera

With a handle of the vodka

king, beach

You can't hold a candle to mufasa

Spit dope lava

Rockin' no prada

Wear a wife beater while i'm cunt puntin' 'yo mama

(what the fuck?)

'Cuz webby fresher than a pack of certs

Makin' sure none of my competition standin' afterwards

Cuz' i break challengers

Wanna be fake battlers

I'm drunk all day with no shame like Frank Gallagher

Bowser on my bicep baby i'm a villain

I'm a sick fuck usin' plastic silverware to kill 'em

Use a butter knife

Cut 'em up for 3 days

Then feed your body parts to my bichon frise

I'm too sick for any radio dj

But still they turn it up

Run it back and replay

I guess i'm just a fuckin' nutcase

So you can go fuck yourself

For fuck's sake

1/2 these rappers turn soft

That is smoething

That i'm not though

Singing love songs

And sippin' a macchiato

I'm grimey to the core

Always steady on a hot flow

Stay high rockin' my shades like Johnny Bravo

Gid knows that i got a few screwsloose

And my buzz on the web is bigger than bruce bruce suits

You poppin' rose while i'm crackin' a fruit juice

And mixin' it with absolut until i spew puke

I'm serial killer

Webby preparin' to kill' em

I'm like bundy

And i'm not talkin' married with children

Webby smackin' rap promoters

If they don't have the cash they owe us

On top of my cheese

Like lettuce, tomato, and capaciola

Jack and soda, let me puff my piff

They never seen this rap shit done like this

More often than not they all love my shit

But if you're one of 'em that doesen't...

you can suck my ===D.