Tutone-Sotirios - Operation Cosmic Lyrics

Until you can spit like this, don't fight me kids
With your fritz pout your fits
I'm the little shit, that got her off your dick
When I had her convinced, you were just a kid
Man up little bitch, or your time is split
With me on watch, your as good as dead
Who's next on my list? Calling cicks,
Volunteers, calling all you chicks
Don't snitch you shit I know what you did
I'll make you shake like a case of Parkinson's
Bitch, don't hit me with all your shit
About the spot your in, I won't fall for it
Go hit the prick that's hollering
He'll call you in, teach you paw and sit
You don't get, that's it, all you are to him
Is a Chihuahua that f*cks his pocket skin
With my keys son I delivered pizzas
And in my speakers Wiz Khalifa
Because, mirrors, I can see ya
I'm to you like Goku is to Freiza
I got your ass hung on my mantle
You don't like what I say then change the channel
I'll pay you my bill with quarters and nickles
And just like me it's a handful asshole
I've got lines and studio time
For all these rhymes that I like to write
And I'll try to be kind and ask you nice
But What the f*ck have you done with your life
What the f*ck are you good at now
Nothing, yeah that's what your life's about
So when you hear this, know that I take a bow
With fingers up while I ask, How do you like me now? Motherf*ckers

Bet your philosophical jargon go soft at the sight of hard logic
You stalk a dream for too long and you start to crawl constant
The legs get tired and f*ck witcha pace
The grace of compliments from colleagues can blow up in your face
You find a haste for making breaks that only satiate your tastes
Regardless of commonality triggering your escape
An ape in a cage waiting for creativity vacancies
Blaming lack of acceptance for parenthetical aches
You suck it up for the take
Aiming to bake the cake
Cater to mandates
From a panel of latent greats
You hate the way that it tastes
But the situation is fate
So embrace the remaining acres that dwindle in your estate
If quality is a legitimate fake
I can sell it
Make a profit while avoiding making quakes
I can tell if you been listening by the way that you shake
This embellishment is par for the course on the breakfast plate,
Pass the jelly, bitch