RIP SLIM
[Intro: Slim Fucka]
What’s up bitches
You're probably wondering where I've been
Kidney failure due my excessive lean consumption
Paired with the blunt force trauma on my head
Chest, legs, ass, and balls
Inflicted by the car crash
Led me to ascend
To a higher plane of existence
There I met Jesus
Muhammad, Buddha, and Tupac
They all said I was their favorite rapper
And shared with me the secrets of the universe
But I been knew all that shit already
So then I was kind of just chilling
But soon after
I was awoken by the sound of your pleas
And a diss so fucking awful
That God Himself
Shit his pants with embarrassment
So you know I had to do it to ‘em
And come back to help GTF drop the hottest album That anyone, including Obama, has ever heard
[Verse 1: Slim Fucka]
Straight from the gates of hell
And the drums start drumming
Open up your mouth for my second coming
Drop straight bombs on a Brit who shits on me
Better count your mother fucking days
Like one two free
Bitch?
We got the freedom
You got a senile queen and she looks like a demon
She gettin old I think I might snatch her
Send her to hell like Thatcher
Seeming to me like it's treason to be always Squeezing my penis unreasonably
Bitch
But here you is riding my dick
Act slick, I end that shit right quick
Fiddle with the devil and you finna get violins
Ain't gone be sirens dying in silence
Fucking with GTF and you wilding
Burn in the fire when stepping to tyrants
Now I'll fuck you on the seas and oceans
Fuck you on the beaches
While you pitching down your speeches
I got bitches in my breeches
I got a mansion in heaven
I got a condo in hell
I got these suck you busses
Sucking on my business
At the ring of a bell
Bitch I been here since Persky's ripped pants
When you try to fuck with Fucka's
What I call a slim chance
I walk on water can't use an ocean for protection
Get down on your knees and pray to suck my
Res-erection
[PreChorus: Slim Fucka]
Slim, Slim, Slim
Praying to me and I answer the call
Fucka, Fucka, Fucka
Now that I've risen I'm planning your fall
Slim, Slim, Slim
Blasphemy crumbles to power of prayer
Fucka, Fucka, Fucka
Circles of hell gone be gaining a square
[Chorus: synapse]
Fuck with my whole team
Step up to the king
Slim Fucka is clean
And he’s off the lean
Fuck with my whole team
Step up to the king
Slim Fucka is clean
And he’s off the lean
[Verse 2: N8 DAWGG]
Ejaculation Station
Man fuck you little stupid pricks
This station is where you fornicate
With your little micro dicks
Say don’t know ‘bout your hood
Man I was straight out of the UK
So scared you lowered your pitch
Living off burgers from the BK
Trying to clap my cheeks
Man I bet you couldn’t reach them
Ass is round and thick
Like me to bend so you can meet them?
Your bars are all the same
Kidnap and boot you in my boot
Your flows don’t have any aim
So just learn right as I shoot
Poof
[Verse 3: LY]
Yes yes
I am a rapper
I am a rapper
Bitch I am a trapper
I sell coke out the house real quick
Get a shorty big ass
And she slim thick
[Verse 4: synapse]
Eating beans on toast
GTF the goat
If you beef with me
Then you beefing with my folks
Dissing on my boys
Acting super chuff
If you think it’s funny
Well it’s simply not bruv
Slim’s back and super healthy
These bars are super deadly
And another thing bruv
Guess what?
Your girl just rang me on the telly
GTF is mid?
GTF ain’t shit?
If you think these things
Well you can fucking suck my dick
[PreChorus: Slim Fucka]
Slim, Slim, Slim
Praying to me and I answer the call
Fucka, Fucka, Fucka
Now that I've risen I'm planning your fall
Slim, Slim, Slim
Blasphemy crumbles to power of prayer
Fucka, Fucka, Fucka
Circles of hell gone be gaining a square
[Chorus: synapse]
Fuck with my whole team
Step up to the king
Slim Fucka is clean
And he’s off the lean
Fuck with my whole team
Step up to the king
Slim Fucka is clean
And he’s off the lean
[Outro: TW33T]
Shout out my boy Slim
He colder than Jack the fucking Ripper
USA baby
What?