LYRIC FOR SALE

By KnowLedge

(Verse)
No circle jerk, when I come-around, even a wheelchair, I run-the-town
All you Bozo's are Jokers, just a bunch of funny-clowns
I'm underground, the

The truth hurts, I should know, it's a pain being-me
I Wonder like Stevie who all caught that, prolly(probably) not many/Minnie
or Mickey Mouse, and I suggest you Goofy niggas Donald-Duck
Would buy a male deer, but I don't think you really wanna-buck
Not in the mile high club,so I'on't give a flying-fxxx
The human-torch,up-north, can't compare to me being fired-up
Become familiar with my pickle if you do not know-the-deal
You don't have to be directly under me to experience an overkill
I'm a fan of magic shows,yet I despise-tricks
Pussies fxxx with other pussies, these niggas seem dykish
I could change my name to sample, and still no one would try-me
even Red & Blue arteries can't explain why inside i'm so violet/violent
I'm a TITAN that'll be remembered, like Mr. Washington
A one and only, swear even a mirror can't copy-me
Not necessary to cockback,fore I bust-rhymes
Only hook I'm willing to give is to yo' jaw from punchlines
Direct this to you fxxx-boys, who secretly fxxx-boys
Circle of fufu's, that what you call a Fruit-Loop
and I'm a serial/cereal killer , slice a square with box-cutters
ya' ready to blow, but ya chicken, just another cock-sucker