Down A Way Of Unlimited Dickery Lyrics

Fuck me

See I try to restrain myself but these hos don't know how to keep their mouths shut

Last record I told you to keep it shut and it was only a warning

All bets are off now, How I Be Aiming part II… let's go

How I Be Aiming Down a Way of Unlimited Dickery

Look how angry you're making me

Told you not to make me your enemy

No holding back this time I'm unleashed

Bout to make your life a misery

Bury your bitch ass 6 feet deep

And the other 2 Hos that turned on me

Imma be inclusive about you three

This ain't the way I wanted it to be

But that's what you want as it seems

This job don't mean a shit to me

Hos my arsenal is too damn big

It seems I can fire back at all you three indefinitely, I'm too damn lit

My pen is a menace and the ink that's in it it holds no penance in it

In the next three minutes imma get descriptive as I can with it and catch a life sentence

Be as explicit as possible with it, I admit it I'm livid

I told you to quit it, little motherfucking biditch

All bets are off like a fucking light swititch

I'm sick of it and I'm about to snitch like a fucking game of Quidditch

I'm petty and cynic I couldn't give two fucking shits about this stupid ass business

And I wonder a little bit let's be legitimate

How did you acquire this level of being this much of a god damn petty bitch ? Out of molehills making Everests.

1 2 3 4 oh the truth it must be told

I can easily call you a whore but it ain't a strong enough a word

To describe the hatred I have towards, you or give your dues so full

You're just that despicable, and that is coming from an asshole

As a boss you're horrible, your sister saw it way before, and I think that it's probable

As to why she do not breathe no more, she couldn't handle being your

Flesh and blood a minute more

I guess that's why she left this earth, just to get away from your bitch self

And the same scenario with your parents yo

They packed their shit and moved abroad, just to escape from you ho

But you still followed them and go, for God to give them you as a kid

He must've really hated them

Oh God damn I crossed a line ? You think that it the worst rhyme?

Bitch I said your business mind but you had to go and make it mine

So I had to grab my quill like a fucking porcupine, and attack you with my sharp ass spine

I tried the approach of being kind

But you're the one that failed to align

So I had to adapt the caveman's mind.

How I Be Aiming Down a Way of Unlimited Dickery

Look how angry you're making me

Told you not to make me your enemy

No holding back this time I'm unleashed

Bout to make your life a misery

Bury your bitch ass 6 feet deep

And the other 2 Hos that turned on me

Imma be inclusive about you three

This ain't the way I wanted it to be

But that's what you want as it seems

This job don't mean a shit to me

Hos my arsenal is too damn big

It seems I can fire back at all you three indefinitely, I'm too damn lit

Yes to you with your low IQ

I may look dumb and aloof

But it's a technique that I use, to study your every move

Everything you fucking do, so I can use it against o' you

Fucking later in the booth, here's an example to you

Last record I fucking said, your hubby handles your bullshit

But even he, given the, access to your pussy

Could not bring himself to be

With you so willingly

And for the second time

Divorced you bitch.

Hold a minute let me adjust and shift my vision, to these other 2 punk bitches

One is old as life itself and the other as fat as my old self

First one is like 64, still dresses as a teenage ho

Unbelievable I know, let me paint you a picture yo

Colorful shirts and miniskirts

Shoes that are open toed

The other one ain't better yo

Eyes so big she looks like a toad with tits so free without a hold

And saggy skin you can just fold, and she's only like 30 years old.

The backlash that you've asked

For with your acts and sass

Have been unleashed on your ass

I can still go on with this track, got much more I can unpack

Only like 4 minutes have passed

Don't ever think I give a shit, kiss my ass you filthy bitches

I'd rather cut off my own dick

Eith an X-Acto knife rusty as shit

Unanesthetized and carve a clit

Open wound add salt to it

With rubbing alcohol and lemons still unstitched

I still won't wince, than see you bitch

I'm tired of this, I warned you before I'm sick as shit!

How I Be Aiming Down a Way of Unlimited Dickery

Look how angry you're making me

Told you not to make me your enemy

No holding back this time I'm unleashed

Bout to make your life a misery

Bury your bitch ass 6 feet deep

And the other 2 Hos that turned on me

Imma be inclusive about you three

This ain't the way I wanted it to be

But that's what you want as it seems

This job don't mean a shit to me

Hos my arsenal is too damn big

It seems I can fire back at all you three indefinitely, I'm too damn lit