SHOEMAKER:
No time for rebuddlin, touching', kissin', or cuddlin'.
Other rappers rap muffin shit, all I do is just muffle it.
Iv had enough of it, now take a dose of this potent shit.
I'm feelin' quite cumbersome, turn ya into cucumbers kid.
Vegetate any weight, heavy or under just for the fuck of it.
Posin' "gangstas" vomit hip hop the way they just throw it up it's shit.
Their rhymes are ass backwards, I call them Mifl-Dunderin.
So I emphasize lyricism mark elevations with astericks.
*Serial criminal writing syllable minimals probably round' eight.
So when I say supercalifragilistic im sayin yo ass ain't.*
It's asinine to me that you could claim to brink me, killin' you is pleasing.
Half of thine masterful rap skill, not even, you can't beat me.
If you never WERE how can you be on top still?
I'm hot still, too hostile, don't fuck with the king.
You got green? I'll hook ya leafy ass from my money tree like Kareem.
I'm hotter than a fire and bitch don't sweat it you're just anti-prespirant to a G.
Be prepared for hip hop's apostle flow to reign on these top-heavy jokes.
Call that lyrical overload.
I overflowed n'went overboard.
Spillin villain lyrics, off my rocker of course.
back n' forward until i tip my boat too forth.
I got Drew in here.
You know Jeff in here.
I got Broke in here.
We ain't no joke in here.
This is boastful fear.
we ain't close... we here.
Don't make me bring andrew.
there he goes, oh dear.
Underground shit like we're coal miners rappin.
We lapped em now I'm laughin while they gaspin n' shit.
Pass it to Joe, he'll kill it while I bask in this shit.
HOOK:
We Swear we killing these Rappers,One hand on the bible
Crossing out names leave em Nontitled
No signs of existance,No time Of Arrival
We travel Long Distance eating up Miles
JOEBOSTON:
Lyrically I pierce through yall till your bones turn frail
Joeboston spit that underground shit bitch, Freedom Trail
Open up your wounds and throw salt on ya, Gail The Snail
The way im licking shots its like im sending bullets by mail
Blow out your brains and leave the DNA exposed, Monica Lowinsky's dress
They can see that im packing more steel than a fucking Iron Press
These rappers putting on acts to see if im impressed
I'll put their verses over ice have em screaming "I Am Fresh!"
Hiphop is my heaven climb the steps I am blessed
Roasting rappers when i spit fire from down below smell the burning flesh
Leave these pussy's stuck and trust me they dont mind the sex
The way we getting killer brains it's like we putting minds at rest
What else do yall expect from us? other then we spittin that raw
Wanna come agaisnt us these muthafukas will never have the Faith like Tim Mcgraw
breaking laws when we packing more tools then Stanley
So When i make a Jaw Break these muthafukas wont be chewing Hard Candy
spittin words that leave dudes in survival mode call em Tom Clancy
Cuz Joe will keep grasping mics Till I break my Fucking Phalanges
Hook:
We Swear we killing these Rappers,One hand on the bible
Crossing out names leave em Nontitled
No signs of existance,No time Of Arrival
We travel Long Distance eating up Miles