feat. Kunga 219
(Josh Martinez)
I'm a pretty big critic but I'm also a big fan
I love Josh Martinez, (That mothertruckas my man)
Agh-I plan to build a little boat and sail the friendly seas
Cuz I'm so full of hot air, I can always catch a breeze
I talk a whole lotta yang about things I don't know
I use the newest slang and I've been to every show
I'm a cold gettin no-body's letting me speak
(Cuz we heard your bullshoot already twice this week)
Awww shit, theres nothing I can do I got a lots to say
Like how am I supposed to chill when noone else be this way?
Those who blow up become despised by their peers
I'm still wet behind the ears but yet I'm wise beyond my years
I got my eyes on the prize yet the crowds are filled with tears
I wanna be a rap star but our bars outta beers
I'm a fear mongin' tear jerky jerky hoe in a gravy boat
I make up lies being fried and see if they can maybe float
Change everything about my personailty depending on what side of the story
I'm best at defending
I know this is a longshot but buck-buck-goose
From K to me to G-O, yo we all got the juice
And whose the dude to trust when you're face down in the dust?
Me Josh, be washed, in the the liquid of my lust
(Kunga 219)
Lies, love, lust, in the limitations of liquor
As the lustin(?) of the lips makes the plot get thicker
You heard the word as it's said and then you give the go ahead
Forgetting con-text and circumstances instead
Bend me down with a wedding gown and tempt me with a betty crown
Nothing changes blingin in my pocket, I lost my wallet
Now I got a credit card and proof of citizenship
So I save up all my pennies for the spoof of a business trip
You should really know by now that I'm
