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Banana Clipper Lyrics
I move with the elegance
Of an African elephant
I presented the evidence
Eloquent as a president
Evident it's with emphasis
I deserve me a championship
But before I banana clip
I'mma chill so my man can rip
Little man against Hellion
With the heart of an orphan
I got the words of a murderer
And an eye for distortion
You take a slice of my portion
I'll take a piece of your profit
I drive at illegal speeds
And keep an O Z in my pocket
We run the jewels in your town
A quarter pound on my person
I'm known for pounding the stage
I'm talking burning and cursing
Producer gave me a beat
Said it's the beat of the year
I said El-P didn't do it
So get the fuck outta here
You want a hang, bring your throat
I got stools and a rope
I'mma slang poe'
Haranguing the land with a man's flow
A new edition to the art of the old cold
That's fully retarded and put a part in your bow thrown
Ay El
Ay we the villains, we antagonist bad guys
Mercy me, merciless me putting pain in they sad eyes
It's time for Skywalker talkers to meet the true Darth Vader
I hit your mom in '03, but a G ain't ate her
So baby boy, you should tighten up and show some respect
Before I Melvin on you Jody, put my arm on your neck
Or worse yet be the reason your girl want a divorce
Be at her crib with your kids saying 'fuck your fort'
Lil' nigga
The style is
Radiation leak at Mile Island
Also known as Chernobyl talk
Listen for the sirens
For the green I'm a hoarder
You're the poor distorter
Sorta morbid sonnin' these fuckin' whoredome explorers
I'm bored
Enough of your bummy shit, it's numb to the core, sure
You suck a good dick for the fame
And couldn't resist getting played
I fuck like I'm headed to war
I'm really not playing no games
Tag me god damn it I'll kill the carrier that mentions my name
I'm a soldier of fortune, a mercenary on beats
I'm merciless, I'll torture emcees, tie up both of they feet
If they refuse to run the jewels, we'll beat the bottoms of feet
I'm talking grip pliers guys to the top of your teeth
Me and Jaime killed the competition, top of the heat
Is where we staying when they corpses resting under our feet
I sent they mom a little cash and a sympathy letter
Told her she raised a bunch a fuck boys
Next time do better
Bitch
We the old Atlanta, new Atlanta, future of the city
Daddy Fat Sacks don't give a damn cause can't now new niggas get with me
Now it's true, niggas are simply simple minded simple Simons
Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by designing
But would I be wylin', no payola is required
My bank account obese as fuck, while yours sits on a diet
Nigga your lease is up, you're fired
Quiet, that's how the boss talk
Retain ownership on everything, every car bought
And pay for no neighbors cause I'm sitting on acres
Went to Vegas, jumped a broom cause I wasn't trippin' on papers
Or no prenuptual agreement for mama if we broke up and she took half
I'll still be sitting on commas
Eight figures nigga
Of an African elephant
I presented the evidence
Eloquent as a president
Evident it's with emphasis
I deserve me a championship
But before I banana clip
I'mma chill so my man can rip
With the heart of an orphan
I got the words of a murderer
And an eye for distortion
You take a slice of my portion
I'll take a piece of your profit
I drive at illegal speeds
And keep an O Z in my pocket
A quarter pound on my person
I'm known for pounding the stage
I'm talking burning and cursing
Producer gave me a beat
Said it's the beat of the year
I said El-P didn't do it
So get the fuck outta here
I got stools and a rope
I'mma slang poe'
Haranguing the land with a man's flow
A new edition to the art of the old cold
That's fully retarded and put a part in your bow thrown
Ay we the villains, we antagonist bad guys
Mercy me, merciless me putting pain in they sad eyes
It's time for Skywalker talkers to meet the true Darth Vader
I hit your mom in '03, but a G ain't ate her
So baby boy, you should tighten up and show some respect
Before I Melvin on you Jody, put my arm on your neck
Or worse yet be the reason your girl want a divorce
Be at her crib with your kids saying 'fuck your fort'
Lil' nigga
Radiation leak at Mile Island
Also known as Chernobyl talk
Listen for the sirens
For the green I'm a hoarder
You're the poor distorter
Sorta morbid sonnin' these fuckin' whoredome explorers
I'm bored
Enough of your bummy shit, it's numb to the core, sure
You suck a good dick for the fame
And couldn't resist getting played
I fuck like I'm headed to war
I'm really not playing no games
Tag me god damn it I'll kill the carrier that mentions my name
I'm merciless, I'll torture emcees, tie up both of they feet
If they refuse to run the jewels, we'll beat the bottoms of feet
I'm talking grip pliers guys to the top of your teeth
Me and Jaime killed the competition, top of the heat
Is where we staying when they corpses resting under our feet
I sent they mom a little cash and a sympathy letter
Told her she raised a bunch a fuck boys
Next time do better
Bitch
Daddy Fat Sacks don't give a damn cause can't now new niggas get with me
Now it's true, niggas are simply simple minded simple Simons
Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by designing
But would I be wylin', no payola is required
My bank account obese as fuck, while yours sits on a diet
Nigga your lease is up, you're fired
Quiet, that's how the boss talk
Retain ownership on everything, every car bought
And pay for no neighbors cause I'm sitting on acres
Went to Vegas, jumped a broom cause I wasn't trippin' on papers
Or no prenuptual agreement for mama if we broke up and she took half
I'll still be sitting on commas
Eight figures nigga
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