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unsocially unacceptable intro - judicious lyrics

[yelawolf]
but crack another fifth and pour it up
cuz i’m bored as f-ck with these rappers
shady there is no more of us

[judicious]
yelawolf i am in some sort of rush
i hit the floor and bust so fast, dogs bark stop short and mush
outside of baseball, i ain’t amount to a quart of much
b-tt f-ck the ducks, blow pups, while chickens flirt and cluck
the cr-ppers over flowed with sh-t, but there’s more to flush
f-ck a mop this t-rd won’t brush, ll cool j wouldn’t say i’m bored and hush
i spit at wh0r-s and cuss, f-ck milfs, gilfs stifler that dust
this verse is stuffed, with words as such
converged to lure you to the clutch, of my palm it hurts i must
smoke herb in blunts, gut and roll this game i scored a dutch
but i will shush with the repeating of or and ush
though i must switch it up, like a multi flavor slush
call me judicious, i’m too vicious when i chew and rip this
beat, so you don’t, over view and miss this
i go in too ballistic, kick your d-ck and hit your nuts with a branch
then smear the p and k from your b-tch’s lipstick
i’m loud but these toes you couldn’t tip this, kid i’m too s-d-stic
and artistic, this truistic dude will make you spew the truth until you feel autistic
my stylistic flow will show the hoes your t-ts are his statistic
this linguistic show isn’t simplistic, when i’m on shady i might feel hollistic
kick the logistics, with a sick mix of six stiffs plus this b-tch
3 and 4 on the team, zebra looking real mean, calling a sh-tty game but i can’t blame him
my aim ain’t in the zone and my catcher won’t frame em
put down your iphone, and keep blazing
realize who’s really razor blading this whole nation
i keep hearing slaughterhouse sucks, and em’s too mainstream and too mean
f-ck that i scream like friendly’s, when i got all these enemies that ain’t no friend of me
what i mean is i’m clashing white and black in my rap
this cracka’s whack he’ll snap in half, and go back to the lab with mad
scientists, tryin sh-t, findin its, time to, die in sh-t
f-ck number 2, i’m gunning for the one
shady records get it done for fun let it run
here we go
em i wrote you before, four score or more years ago
lyrical, i knew i’d never hear from you
so now i write in spite of life, i’m white you’ll like my bite i’m nice
you might fly a kite, get high tonight

- judicious lyrics

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