Olga (1984)

(phone rings)
What were you sayin'?
Nah, nah, I’ve just been chillin' man
Yeah I’m in my room a-and I wrote this song about you
It’s kinda – man, It’s kinda -,
Dunno, we just had some good times and I just had to spit all my thoughts on the page, you know
Yeah, I miss that big booty of yours though
Yeah man, lemme rap it to you real quick tho
Lemme know what you’re sayin'
Sipping guinness'es, chillin' on the moon
Her name is ********** Luna, I'm the looney to the tune
Kissing on her neck, because she's georgues
Flirting with her momma, 'cus her ass is so enormous
The sweet endeavour and -, she's bordering - on clever
- suffocated with that **********, **********d acapella
I mean mastucated, chewing on her pen
Spill the cereal, and smuggle magic
Mushrooms for the *** (for the ***)
I shed a tear with a beer
Limitations of the imitated, speak with no fear
Crack the bottle of the henny, spilling pennys
Cheers for the years, hate to see you leave, and don't blame it on the beers
Over rated, emancipated by pissy fits
Smoochy and salubrious, bedazzled by his ********** lips
So bedazzled as he babbled out a weird slang
Speaking like a muffin as he muffled out the kid's name
I'll unplug and I'll move like a ********** slug
And this flow with smother your ears so I’m breaking them earplugs
And them cables getting distorted, I’m certain to unplug
Disposables and dug, can never wet that ********** bed cus' daddy was a thug
Uncles that he never had 'cus crack over love
Beds full of bugs, bed bugs I'm a sucker for the drugs
But on the rag, moany as my grandad
While you was playing PlaySation, she was out in Baghdad
I'm done spitting I'm never preaching I'm sitting
And she's licking on my body yeah she's mimicking a kitten
But I'm hear to ********** conquer, predicaments of mayans
And I'm crying to my self esteem, is heaven gonna prosper?
I built this city raw like I was chewing on a Stanley Blade
Evade with the hope cru**********ng the city on a renegade
And stomping on his tippy toes and running til the priest say
Our only lord and saviour was a **********
Jerusalem was Africa until they came and pillaged
Picking out the beauty in the queens
Taking all the kings, tying them in chains
Taking all my money, and making me a slave
I bear witness to this testament of grief
**********ogies and ullitgies cus' everything is bleak
God's always telling me to contemplate and concentrate
And illustrate my inner hate
Simile's that asimulate
Commiserate upon the misery of getting cream
Flirting with the queen, oops I mean Eve
Cause She was always nagging bout' an apple in a tree
Imagine if the bible said Adam, not Eve
But Steve, would Sunday be the most important day of the week?
And I like them girls raw, always bordering a freak
And I like my steaks bloody raw, leaking on the meat
And them black **********es twerking on my pee pee for a tweet
And a pig with a severed head, hanging by his feet
Like a negro, back in 1923
But the spades in my daggers, stabbing apples from my tree
And don't blame it on the beers, but cheers
All I wanna do is shed a tear
And don't blame it on the beers, but cheers
All I wanna do is shed a tear
And don't blame it on the beers
All I wanna do is shed a tear
And don't blame it on the beers, but cheers
All I wanna do is shed a tear