Spanish Song lyrics

Artist  : Tonedeff 
Song : Spanish Song



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 [V1]
Ayo, I'm playing knick-knack patty knock a beat
the f**k out
rejecting cats faster than gay kids bounced from
the cub scouts
Tossed from the front door of the clubhouse,
like, 'Whats up now?'
Scour the grout off they feet and making em walk
the rough route
I'm sick of niggas wearing Sean-John, always
puffed out
Hogging mics, acting retarded, just like Forrest
Gump sounds
So, if these rappers wanna bust rounds, I'll have
a field day
I'm always in-zones when I touchdown, compton to
bucktown
Pounding the scrubs, How in the f**k your stuff
counts?
When Verbs is on witness protection, after
hearing how I snuffed Nouns
Stalk a circus and hunt clowns... .If you're
smoking
Tonedeff causes emphysema, and will ultimately
turn your lungs brown
And that's my recommendation, I'm saving ya' from
deterioration
By making replacements for inferior baseman
Players that never could play at the game they
were placed in
Checking the roster for their names, just to
discover that they were scraped in

[V2]
Yo, I cross cultures like puzzles of words
All y'all nickel & dime MCs are better off
smuggling herb
The minute I mutter a verb, I spark infernos
I should be locked up for f**king kids like I was
Mary Kay Latourneau
You saying there were no... Witnesses
Quick... if this hypocrite fibs a bit
kick his sh*t in and just get the whip and a
hypnotist
I'll finish him with a little lyrical hit and
then stick em and spit in his 
 
liquor with gin in it till he's admitting it
Y'all wack rappers are just effiminate
If eating dick's la vida loca, y'all niggas is
living it
So, Come ON!!, no need to do the arithmatic
This kid is just sick, so, Heads up, peep my
single Ridiculous
I inconspicuously wow brothers, without studders,
Leave sounds smothered
You couldn't come to grips with cow udders
Like proud mothers, I brag with the best of em
Ask your man what score he got after Mr. Deff
tested em

[V3]
If you're the champ, hand over the f**king title
now
More rules than a Cider House
Pay me the proper respect... just close your eyes
and bow
Its show and tell ya better hide your style
I'm trying to separate the wack from the weak and
I cant seem to divide the pile
Stop grinning or I'ma strike ya smile
Like lawyers strapped with time bombs, you'll
never survive the trial
Cause I'll defile ya name, card your as* and
swipe ya file
Bit*h, I'm the river of venomous flows that
spiked the nile
Despite denial, some rappers are never happy
Yelling and sh*t with no email addresse talking
bout get @ me
Dog, I'm serious, with handhelds I'm shouting
out, like Nextel
Don't need a copy of Microsoft Office to EXCEL
WORD. I'm making these power points like Bill
Gates
Cause yo, if tone is recorded on chrome, its
instantly the Ill Tape
You know Domingo makes the real breaks
Your mother said 'Guanabana', when I asked her
how the dillz tastes