Slash Gordan

You **** sick, but it's not the measles

I'm slangin' hard rock ****, flock of seagulls

When this shit drop it's gonna shock the people

Like Barack hit the block lettin' off the Eagle

I even had that white boy, Ben Stiller

Chinese minx, call her chinchilla

When you drop that shit, **** didn't feel ya'

That whack shit didn't phase me, but it did kill ya'

Swear to God I never needed a rap manual

All I needed was some Mary Jane and some Jack Daniels

On my Mama, I always been a rap vandal

Smack a whack **** to death with an axe handle

While you sittin' around lollygaggin'

I'm rollin' chronic out the bag - put the molly shag in

Man these **** out here hardly rappin'

I come through and bless the mic In a godly fashion

So, necessary that you respect a Don

Especially if he's on another echelon

I come through, with nothing but the freshest on

Wear it once and then it's trash, like a Ke$ha song

Yeah! Not an Ave you never catch us on

You **** is cosmetic as Revlon

I was the broke kid that never had a Megatron

Stole it from the rich kids, that's why we couldn't get along

[M]Look, Fash, ****

[F]Whaddup Murs?

[M]You been leading of this whole hit man, you started the whole shit

[M]But now I'm gonna go first

[F]Aight, well do you thing homie

[F]Go in

West Coast originator, never been an imitator

Full-blown, acetone microphone disintegrator

Uh, I get ignorant in the midst of danger

Inventive, considered the innovator

Where I'm, from we don't screw and chop shit

They come through wearin' red and blue where we pop clips

Uh, and I be higher than a cockpit

Let the chop spit hollow tips out his top lip

This is the sound of an underground renegade

Who wears a crown and isn't down to catch any fade

Bwah, you ain't ballin' go get a bigger chain

Smooth criminal, hit a **** through his window pane

And I was put here to put fear in suss ****

Nobody shook here, we don't give a fuck, ****

Yeah! Drug dealers, slup peelers

Mention it to my mug ****, fuck Twitter

Gangbangers, thug ****, nerds to the geeks

All respect the way I put these words to the beat

In other words he's a beast every verse he completes

Bad bitches, actresses, even birds give him beak

And the music that we make help the kids in the ghetto grow

Fightin' for they're freedoms so they keep up out the federal

Uh, the name's embedded somebody let 'em know

Always stay perpetual flow, so I forever glow

Fashawnin' on these ****, straight up out the FC

Catch me with the baddest bitch burnin' up the best trees

Or probably on some jet-skis, I hustle collect cheese

Last time you saw a check was on your SB's

Yeah! Respect over everything

Murs and Fashawn, bet you've never seen a better team