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Eazy Mac – Gib6erish Lyrics

Radical, always high on Adderall
Chop you up like a cantaloupe
Put you inna cabbage roll
Put you inna casserole
Put you inna cattapault
Shoot you like a cannon ball

(Ummm)
I gotta gram of the baddest rolled
Gettin brain from a horse face
Call it saddle dome
Lit the flame to the propane
Hey! Stanton GO!

GRAB YOUR CAMERA PHONES!

You'll need the evidence
Evident that I'm better then
Any and all of you veterans
Look at the game I'm steppin in
Look at just what the weapon is
Pen mixed with the masculine
Then mixed with adrenaline
Then mixed with perfectionist

Excellent, yes it is
I'm the fuckin best at this
Time to shine the light on me, Thomas Edison
Bring me all the seditives
That way I can settle in
That way I can dumb it down
Teach you common edocit, of Canadians
I'll leave it to fuckin beavers, to pass me the fuckin heaters
Start bustin at Justin Beiber

Take Salina, out the back of the theater
To the back of my van
Lay er down by the speakers

Grab the packet of bath salts, bad thoughts, eat er
Just wanted to have a dance off, that's all, eat er
Just wanted to take her pants off, that's all, eat er
I can't stop, or grasp thoughts, that's not, (eat er?)

(Giber, Giber, Giber-Giber-Giber, Giber-Giber-Giber)

Little chestnut, minorities are messed up
Disorderly misconduct
Drinking 100 proof n Fresca
Horribly retarded, stealing garbage, fruits and vegetables
They asking me, "Eazy, what'd you do to Ke$ha?"

I cut up her human body with all the aluminati
Set off 2 tsunamis, and probably got Rhianna to call me
We did polaties, I ate her puni like tuna mahi
Bought a blue Bugatti to drive it off the side of a valley

This ra-rap game is to rediculous
Gib6erish six, spit shit, don't get siphalis
Nd if it is-n't what you thiught, what you think it is
Lick my dick, dick, dick, balls then my dick again

IM FUCKIN CRAZY

Rollin round mis Daisy
Underground making the earth shake, that's why they hate it
TRACY!
Tell me, did you keep the baby?
Or did you flush it down the toilet with the other 80

I'M BACK!!!

Better than ever
Inventin these letters
Hip-Hop hens head'll get severed
Right down the center
Sendin y'all to the medical center
Hope you livin elegant Heather
She was wet when I met her
But she was dry when I left her
Suprised I depressed her
She ran through 50 guys
Exercise to her gender
The numbers don't lie
You can hide or pretend but
To get her off the pipe
She needs 5 interventions

AHHHH!!!

YOUR BRAIN IS MELTING!!!

Say what you want but it ain't the same without me
I say it proudly, lead by example
Shitting on my city
They take me for an asswhole, AHH

You wack rapper are back at it
I laugh at it
Bad habbits
You rap average
Only spit a verse a track
What yuh asmatic?
On the dicks of all these rappers
What you can't stack it
You can't have it, nah, you have it
You backpackin, trash rappers
NAH, YOU CAN'T HAVE IT
Coulda, shoulda, woulda
If Eazy Mac hadn't happened
But gotta whipe my ass now
So please pass the napkins

I ain't bragin
Speakin my language
Translation (TRANSLATION)
Something (SOMETHING) Something

When you, hear of this dream
It's a pyramid scheme
I'm on top and all you mutha fuckas below me
Fake beef, yeah, all you mutha fuckas balogna

LISTEN!
SOMETHING!

If(if) I(I)
Don't do that
I might

Get malested, by this little leprocan
That's starin at me in the corner
Um, little confused
I'm, little con(fused)

Haha, Haha

Bring it back, from the top
You know what it is

(Gib6erish)

LISTEN! (LISTEN)

Wait, I don't know what happening

(Giber, Giber, Giber-Giber-Giber, Giber-Giber-Giber)
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