Has-Lo - Famished lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Our law's in control it's the arm leg leg arm head let's go

Hard writer outfitted with some vicious pros

My advice to you is keepin' yo lips closed

It's hard not to believe the hard verbally

So that hard talk you spark is absurdity

Castor, I play the sun close like Mercury

But I'm scopin' out Venus, the nerve of me

Most certainly these assholes are gasious

No sweat, I could use the practice

Whole scene is made up of cheap promising actors

Live in your ads dismissed matchin' yo fans got catfished

My existence defies science

Don't make the kid broad, he's a bit horizon

Barf colder than a frigid house' white shoulder

Type to fill his flu glands with some king cobra

Half man, half ghost ship

I don't give a fuck like Roca sweat pants wore out of function

I does this, come at me in highs with yo bride

You leave, I'll fuck this, fucka

(Hook break)

I like your lover

(You know how to talk that shit, tho)

(Verse)

Fuck rappers, roof for the villain, run it like a relay

Related fill it that, I make rap art, I make art well

Pop like pop off then I pop lapells

Double on me like alimony

With the side of child support, dope pound, it's yours

You pick the devils you run with, I cut the devil's pie like an 808 drum kit

Kick here, snare on that pack, stowin' out tho the scene the sax bag(?)

When a form is a path to funcion, the force I mass be a masking muskets

Magnums, fuck it tho, I'm swaggin'

You relive the past, I affect what you have

Right here, but good luck with that, kiddo

You should buy a verse and then quicky my cliff notes

Stick close, I'm craftin', you weak like ? like feline ?

Cute, but you lack technique, I ain't even gon' sun you with anotha dead-beat