[Fineprint]
"Portia de Rossi"
<05/17 - 18/2012>
9:42PM To 12:33AM

Hook:
Can't a young nigga spit raw anymore?
Poetically, phonetically eat 'em up like vore
Can I get a competitor to drop some bars
Juz don't come at me 'bout ya swagg or ya cars

Verse 1:

My mental is part daVinci, the other half Chikatilo
Red Ripper status behind these bars; you see me, people
Sniper aim, I'm right on the money like bald eagles
No swagg surfin shit; you lames are all Deedles
My lines be all needles; epinephrine mixed wit'heroin
"Some like it hot", so I forever spit that Marilyn
Bars be in my mouth like a Monroe or Labret
Or snakebites; I swear, I'm sicker than what these fakes write
Higher than the mezzanine; Eddie White is Eddie Gein
On crystal meth, promethazine, an' plenty drugs you never seen
Skill I got, put that on everything
You can't be the illest 'cause I'm muthafuckin everything

Hook(x1)

Verse 2:
Nowadays muthafuckaz think they bars is brolic
Like they was that sick as a child; lyrical colic
But people still come to my bars like karaoke night
An' I'm straight shittin on ya'll wit' the dopest writes
Half these niggaz washed up wit' they ass in the bidet
Couldn't save a life if they was part of The Fray
Dramatic irony, yeah that's a part of the play
Rappers for breakfast; important part of my day
See, I'm higher than the mezzanine; Eddie White is Eddie Gein
On crystal meth, promethazine, an' plenty drugs you never seen
Skill I got, put that on everything
You can't be the illest 'cause I'm muthafuckin everything
Abstract Collective; we ill, we sick
Unlike these other fuckz who get a deal then brick
Comin at us hard, couldn't conceal the jizz
Answer quick when I unveil the quiz

Hook(x1)

Bridge:
Amelia wit' it, they like "You lost me."
Braggin 'bout apparel like "Look what it cost me."
Nigga I rip whatever beat you toss me
That's why they can't fuck wit' my shit; Portia de Rossi