Pin The Tail On The Donkey

Oh finally finally here we are
And for good are the three follow me it ain't far
Even though if it was you could make it to
The start
The enemies do you know who they are there they are
A devil with the dorags be walkin' now I had
It up to there
Oh yeah that's the last straw the nature's back for
Better than disco R R R R R R R R
R r ound ugh ugh ugh
Pin the tail on the junkie find a false flavor
It's a new day to play with a neighbour
Freeze the mc's that wanna see thee
By now naugh ty by nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster that
Could be arranged
Dump the last of the matinee 'cos they couldn't stand
The d**n rain
The pain's the same the game remains mine
I got more hooks than a fish line
Bite the head off a snake
Chew up from the first to last break and shoot
'Em in the face
Make way move who are you to test me huh
Huh huh
I seen your last porno flick it ain't impress me
Wassup cuddle sport here's a thought
The only records that they got are the records their
Crew bought
D**n real b rock get fienin spunky
Pin the tail on the donkey
Bring that beat back
Go go go go go go go go
I do more poppin' than a blockhead wreck the waxheads
I'm fed go ahead you retired tackhead
Back to the fact of the track witta new thought
You couldn't smoke butts witta match and a newport
Here we go we go we go again witta flow
We know we know it's in
Def play like poppa simpson
Kaygee's on the slice can he co clean
Doin more scratchin than a funk and a d**e fiend
Go knock the blocks off get your props off
But don't cop off cop out and I'll cuts off
Another renegade of rap will stop that
I'm more feared than a sugar hill contract
I'm known for lettin' the hos go my demo's all flow
When cursin' was a no no you dodo
Give it up 'cos I'm hot witta warm hate
I won't stop pop 'til that head is screwed on straight
I take shorts and no sorts so take that clone
The only thing I take is the 8 to the
Path home
And I take you all the way to the north stop
Your style's more foul than a pork chop
I rock the hip hop non stop tick tock
Around the big clock witta spot tick tock
Pin the tail on the jackass it don't mean jack chill
To a brother from down the hill
Back track with a rap that remains funky
Hmmm and it's ugh
Back in the day y'all I played with playdough
The dough is real now and dildo's feel how
A starvin' hungry mc gets when
Mc falamin your own is the big sin
I'm starvin' up it's time ta call them up yup
Get em and cut em up stuff em and cook
The duck
Tough luck tell em to shut up and jet
And feel the threat of a real life roughneck
Pin the tail on the donkey
Can I get a witness
Check check where you where you at at
That another best will need a hard vest for this
Head check
What there's another treach that's what I heard yep
Three steps from a pit boom in his chest
I never knew a n**ga really wanted to die
Instead he bit instead of lookin' me eye to eye
Then I
Knew he was truly thru dumb plus the one
To meet the mighty one call a bad one
I rhyme about what I want to microphone 1 2
You're doin' like lasuran then a bomb do
T H E MC O F R H P T
O I double O K
A T I N T H E N N I N
E T I E or watch me S C
And I might top to step to a sexy
Fancy prancy and dancy
No cosmo stomp her's the true form
Style's so fat it gets fitted with a shoe horn
Here's a clearer mirror dear ya
Lookin' in nearer 'cos I don't fear ya
Some get too souped to the point
Where it's still too thick but still lick thru and thru
Always wanted a guy to come and try
To get sly and try ta get by my
Hideous treacherous style that's wreckin' it
Pin the tail on the donkey
What the
Yo yo yo yo wassup yo
What happened it's like that
We gon' rush you again