Bacon Bear - Yoww

You late you late-ing me
Slow like bad latency
Making me sound matronly
But mating with your matron G
Internal affairs playing with a pair
While she plays with a pair of the bears
To ensnare one intense stare (I do declare!)
Pomegranate eclair
Man i cant handle it No hair
So I'm wigging out
Nah I'm going toupee
Touché
Have ya yelling "Momma" Bobby Bushche
In 2 days summer sun color me 2 shades
Soufflé
Lobster skin akin to peeling like
Lead paint from hood ceiling
Feeling like my feeling fleeting
Like f**ks i give at a soccer game
Wearing ice skates and the keeper I'm cleating
Want no more kids than Cleatus
Aborted fetus or skeet in cleavage
Cause a lil' child come come between us
(Woah)
Watch your phrasing young Caucasian
Video by Yung Mensch
Old folks say what stench
Landlord say where rent
Bartender ask me if I'm dumb drunk, dumb wench
Don't get in trouble and make me change outta Bruce Wayne or Clark Kent
Superbat circumvents pitching the circus tents
In class in front of your cohorts
In front of the school in Carharts smoking Newports
Hippie girls from New Paltz make old jeans new jorts
Deejay like Kool Herc
Hulkamania in Mesopotamia
Sulk from the mess i made for ya
Bars insatiable...
Table the unstable
Cradle the waiter
Not the server but the one more patient
Not patient zero but the Zoro of the borough
Teaching at Tutoro
Bullshit like toro toro
Bacon the rapping matadoro
Hip hops only pro mean tho
Bacon raps Ronaldinho

Written by:
Sam Adler

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