STR8 PIFF..

STR8 PIFF..

Phucc back atcha! I´m Crakk atcha!!!

It´s BAZOOKAHJOE! Aka, tha ´ZOOKAH, aka, get-yerself-a-new-hobby! aka Tha LYRICAL SHAPE-SHIFTER, aka I´M HERE 2 MURK YA´LL, aka tha PIFF´STER, aka Don PEYOTE!!!

I decide to lay some more ill shit on ya.

So cry "uncle" ´couse it´s BEEN murda.. (Uncle murda).




I light sum flame,
hit tha booth,and spit that pain!
Like Brian Mc Cain!
And I´m tha SHIT mayne!
with this SHIT, mayne!!
Lemme explain!
I maintain,
And remain,
like an ingrained shit stain!
Faggets hatin on my game,
like it´s MY fault,they spit lame!
Ya´lla stoopid!
Like bettin tha farm,on the Knicks,mayne!
I DON´T lay down VOCALS!
I just chop up bricks, mayne!!
Matterfact, my rhymes so dope,
I need me a "cut up girl"!
so she can step on my shit a bit,
´fore I release it to tha world!!
So SCREAM@ me!!!
Like it´s a HOLLA-DAY/holiday.
And have a happy happy!
Sometimes tha world´s kinda crappy,
that´s why I burn tha wacky backy!
Those who thought I could be phased,
got laid to waste!
N´ all o´ ya´ll who hated,
got obliterated,with haste!
And NO!
You CAN´T phucc with my style!
So phucc yer juvenile debates!!
You bitches better man-up,
and lose them feminine traits!
Faggets can´t elevate,
so they try to perpertrate!
I keeps it hood,like a slum lord,
Ain´t no callin the po-po!
Cuz I don´t phucc with them Jakes!
You wanna get ghetto,dude?
I put them dukes to ya face!!!
See, I BEEN on my grind,
since before,you was outta diapers!
And now YOU wanna come at me
sideways??!
Thinkin that you´re hyper??!!
Naaah bitch! You ain´t it!
U better slide up out this cypher!!!
U Faggets keep hatin,
but I´m STRAIGHT with that!
Ya´ll be tryina serve me like;
"sir,you want hate with that?"
Tha ´Zookah´s TREAL!
Yo, you can´t debate with that!
Ya flows be on some Johnny-shit,
you came LATE, with that!!         (Johnny-come-latley).
Now, I don´t know, what you wanna
make with that?
I make a track PHAT!
Then make the earth quake with THAT!!!
And I KNOW you think you got it;
"made in the shade"
Until I spill yer lemonade!
I´m ´bout ta "clean house"
somebody fire this bitch-made/bitch maid!
punk mcee,standin before me.
Now is it a mic, or a dagger?
Naah! It´s just another
hobby hoper
tryina jack my swagger!   
And I BEEN known to murk headz,
just to get my jollies.
I got that flip, like niguz on the strip,
and I got this muthaphuccin cypha licked!
Like lollies!!!
See? Bazookah´s  on sum shit!
Yeah, ya niggaz BEEN knowin!
I shoot str8,
like a crack pipe, ( a straight shooter).
That´s why you hate
my flowin!
Bags of purified flake,
the only cake
I´m throwin!
You tryina push that fake!
Ya faggot ass be hoin!
U be givin it up to Jake,
and bitch!Yer skirt is showin!!!
And here´s another full clip,
that I´mma squeeze off!
Just a li´l sumthin,
I´m dumpin,
to scare these scurr´ed ass
mcees off!
It´s like THAT b!
You always gone BE soft!
Your life is in the balance,
and I´m bouncin off the see-saw!
U tryina get yer props up,
but you really ain´t that nice!
I getcha boxed up,
n´ priced,
like footlocker merchandize!!
See? Ain´