"tHE pOT i pISS iN" (hOT aBSTRAcT)
Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 12:33 pm
...is this thing on?
the pot I piss in got a toilet brush
But no handles
So take caution, like walking thru museums
With low mantles
Ganging bangin’ on streets all by my lonely
Must be thespian cause you “act” like you know me
I’m ILL…
So ill I stay strapped to I.V. hook ups
Robbin’ cats in church for the tithes they took up
Forget it…
You wouldn’t understand my style
I played it tight
Lifes a bitch…it’s cause I raised her right
I’m hot…
my man Lucipher from the same block
I ain’t in the game I’m the reason the game-stopped
I SAID "I’m hot…"
highschools rent my verses for fire drills
Damn…
Sometimes I think I’m the only kid alive with skills
The pot I piss in has it’s handles broken
Cause I don’t just “punch lines”… I choke ‘em
Bricks I spit out… Riggz gotta big mouth
Victoria’s Secret… I slipped and let that shit out
Beat my emotions down to the brink of silence
Then hand it a brochure on domestic violence
Here I stand…
Raft-less on the shores of “Skilligans” Island
Like call-forwardin’ I’m “off the hook” stylin’
“Lick shots” but go tasteless… face-it
Live the rest of your life wearin medical alert bracelets
Straight pitiful…
Walkin’ lines between sublime and subliminal
Gotta rip at least thirty lines – minimal
GOT DAMN IT "I’m hot…"
I only drop lines near fire-exits
Then spit safety tips for cat’s who don’t get-it
…it’s the kind of pot piss in… pure and fresh
with a subconscious so dope I failed a urine test…
--Bow, Standing ovation--
aahh fuk it, yall don't get it... blah
the pot I piss in got a toilet brush
But no handles
So take caution, like walking thru museums
With low mantles
Ganging bangin’ on streets all by my lonely
Must be thespian cause you “act” like you know me
I’m ILL…
So ill I stay strapped to I.V. hook ups
Robbin’ cats in church for the tithes they took up
Forget it…
You wouldn’t understand my style
I played it tight
Lifes a bitch…it’s cause I raised her right
I’m hot…
my man Lucipher from the same block
I ain’t in the game I’m the reason the game-stopped
I SAID "I’m hot…"
highschools rent my verses for fire drills
Damn…
Sometimes I think I’m the only kid alive with skills
The pot I piss in has it’s handles broken
Cause I don’t just “punch lines”… I choke ‘em
Bricks I spit out… Riggz gotta big mouth
Victoria’s Secret… I slipped and let that shit out
Beat my emotions down to the brink of silence
Then hand it a brochure on domestic violence
Here I stand…
Raft-less on the shores of “Skilligans” Island
Like call-forwardin’ I’m “off the hook” stylin’
“Lick shots” but go tasteless… face-it
Live the rest of your life wearin medical alert bracelets
Straight pitiful…
Walkin’ lines between sublime and subliminal
Gotta rip at least thirty lines – minimal
GOT DAMN IT "I’m hot…"
I only drop lines near fire-exits
Then spit safety tips for cat’s who don’t get-it
…it’s the kind of pot piss in… pure and fresh
with a subconscious so dope I failed a urine test…
--Bow, Standing ovation--
aahh fuk it, yall don't get it... blah