Tasmanian Devil Lyrics

Spitting off the fucking top again

Gang Starr was working

Well, I was jerking in the monster den

Fucking mosh of men piling for the proper pen

Possibly its written for the posse

Bitch it's oxygen

Toss a model off the rocks and give her Parkinson's

Then park in handicaps and say I got her if she fall again

Fucking frolicking through commas, skipping common cents

College was the option 'til my momma got some common sense

Von is so legit, mocking all the pros' shit

You didn't know of him, but now you surely must acknowledge him

Cold as frozen shit

Posing in the photos with the hostess bitch's older sis

Don't nut?

Bitch this donor dick

Count in minutes, never seconds that's for losers

You be choosing different juices at your grocery store

I was broke a year ago, mere dinero cops a cereal box

Ferragamo durag, can't hear you if you was there or not

Fucking drop her off, toss her an apartment lock

Then tell she a rockstar and prolly "baby thanks a lot"

Von go crazy like I'm Kanye on a normal day

But normal feel the same when I ain't praying in my rover range

AK46 sticking to your hoes's tits

Motion of ocean, but I'm hoping you ain't motion, bitch

Catch me blasting like I'm Action Jackson rapping

With a strap inside these pants, but you can't see cuz I'm sagging ass

Here's some facial paint, white just like the Joker face

Finger shades of gray erased like pre k back in '98

Still don't give a fuck

Assistants clean what teachers did

Nice to meet you bitch, I'm Pigpen, as a older kid