Mutt - THiS THaT

Must got my fiber up
Cause lately my shits hard as fuck
I'm kinda drunk
But I can bust
Lemme find a blunt
I'll fire it up
See if it inspires us
Your time is done
NY desires runs
Thats why they signed the Judge
Take an ice bath
With road rash
While I smoke hash
In my coors Hat
Rhyme so fat
While I'm holdin my gonads
Rest in peace to BAMF HOTAP
The realest know
why I wrote that
Menace to society
I aspire to be
The higher me
With diamond teeth
By retiring
So Quiet G
Abide by the tyranny
Come to the private island and see
Come and die wit me
Tupac and Chris Wallace
Both skipped college
But are big topics in classes
To give knowledge
On criminal hip hop
And it's all just to get profit
And get rich off it
Which isnt awful
But not often acknowledged
So we come from the dungeons
Of rap
To plunder ya tracks
It's Mutt to be exact
Better get the fuck back
Motherfucker this that
This that
Light a spliff from under ya hat
Raise up ya hands
Everybody get back
Everybody get back
Motherfucker this that
Motherfucker This that and the third
Flippin the bird
Then go and sit with the nerds
Chill isn't a jerk
They think it's absurd that I'm gettin A perm
But I think it for sure
I'm just diggin the curls
For sure
They tell me Jake thats not culturally Appropriate
How's that
Plus I'm white as ur inner calf
talented at rap
Lincoln tinted black
In it hittin gas
Fitted wit my hat
Hunnid for a verse
Benjamin what up twin
Idk what up with
This mufuckin bitch
It's the return of the
Pernicious word smith
Word it with
Perfect murdering tourniquets
In my sermon
Just burn a spliff
You earned it kid
Personally think
It won't hurt a bit
Draw a picture and turn it in
Quit flirtin with Percocets
As if death isn't permanent
I'm shittin on the mic
Yo shit aint even turtling
Soon as it's times to spit
Yo lines you sure forget
Guess ur still learnin kid
Hip-hop is just worsening
I'm here to refurbish it
I'm here for the permanent
Might as well get to worshippin
Its Mutt have you heard of it
The fuck is ur purpose bitch
Spread negativity
Don't pretend you friend of me
You not even an enemy
You just feed off a jealousy
Ain't shit you can tell to me
Im a walkin amenity
Impregnating the beat
You must've had a vasectomy

Written by:
Jacob Hill

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