Loud Mouth lyrics

Artist  : Louis Logic 
Song : Loud Mouth



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Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, yo



I'm getting real tired of childish ass niggaz
judging a book by its cover



Think a pretty motherfucker won't get fouled
mouth and grimey on a nigga



Know what I mean yo







[Louis Logic]



I'm willing and able, to start spilling a
fable



But first quench my thirst to keep my syllables
stable



I spent the rent on drinking and now they killing
my cable



In love with lady liq', still my faithful



Sometimes I need a face full of breast



At times I make hateful threats



And practice distasteful sex



But my thirst for spitting rhymes is two times my
unquenchable thirst



For snatching a verse that isn't mine



My first bitin' line of coke, was the dope I spit
in this rhyme I wrote



And quoted in my linear notes, my warped mind
will find a joke in eulogies



And though hell hurts, I'm so well versed in tom
foolery



That I have to practice it, with backwards
activist



That manages to hold one of the highest batting
averages



We'll run up in your studio with scattered
savages



Trample you, sample it, and leave you down in
bandages







[Chorus]



*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth,
remember me" - Eminem



Until I found out, and graduated to a human
outhouse



Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd
out



Loud Mouth and I







[Louis Logic]



My ex called me sexist when I called her a
bitch



I was drunk though, excuse me if I faultier a
bit



Your punk flow wouldn't get you through one
show



Cause what you rip you unsown, launching beer
bottles from the front row



A mad bandit, pillaging cribs with panhandles



I'll burn your offices and have your promo ad
cancelled



Push back your release date, beating street teams
in each state



For their free tapes, and escape with a clean
slate



I'm Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Suspsion, obnoxious devil
throwing peace signs



But I'm guilty like Richard I'm Nixon, sickness
infliction



Vicious condition, that causes me to cook in the
bathroom and shit in the kitchen



I fir the description, I'm sick, twisted, I'm
strange



A kid that's deranged, lobotomized and missing a
brain



Sodomized with a liquor bottle and few cool
brews



A silly coo-coo with a few screws loose







[Chorus: 2x]



*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth,
remember me" - Eminem



Until I found out, and graduated to a human
outhouse



Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd
out



Loud Mouth and I







[Louis Logic]



I practice peer pressure and promote unsafe
sex



On my tour of beer lectures, with one day left



I'm one stray head who corrupts the youth, fuck
the truth



I plug drugs as a substitute



I'm a teacher in your district, leading you to
mischief



Feeding you linguistics that's featured on my
discus



I need to be enlisted in clinics, for exhibiting
sickness



And eating cat until the clitoris twitches



Beating rap and leave it in stitches and
wounds



The deepest that I get is when my dicks in the
wombs



I put my fist to buffoons, and on the rare
occasion



When I'm drunk for days in put my lips to
balloons



Spaced out like I live on the moon, Randy
Kaufman



You're line and some vodka, yeah and it's
often



And I'm not just standing sportsmen, a hundred
MCs



I'm unfriendly, spitting until my tongues
empty







[Chorus: 2x]



*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth,
remember me" - Eminem



Until I found out, and graduated to a human
outhouse



Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd
out



Loud Mouth and I