Ignant - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Hood shit, everywhere I go, they be like G-mo you the nastiest

Catch me in your city I'm spreading them deadly pathogens

I don't think you wanna go toe to toe with the african

Honey badger I will fuck up your pursuit of happiness

Mom was a meth head, I was breast fed kerosene

I spit a sixteen that'll haunt the fuckin' devils dreams

Look it's the G-mo kid, isn't he special needs?

So watch out he's finna hit you with a fuckin' shovel *Bing*

This is my block, you niggas better leave

Or I turn magneto and start lifting metal things

The fuckin' filth is back to settle things

With a track to make that ratchet bitches in the ghetto sing

I make music for the savages and animals

This the type of music they blasted before they blasted you

Shoot a bullet at me I'll catch it and give it back to you

You can't kill whats already dead that is impractical

Scatterbrain, all I think about, exterminate

Kill whatever I fuck slut, let's fornicate

Got results for my STD test sorta late they're positive

Like the songs my nigga Jeff Turner makes

The industry told me I'm bad business

Ain't shit funny about me and this ain't a rap image

Say my name enough times I'll instant transmission

To wherever you live and just give you an ass whipping

You ain't think I had the bars? I done left so many faggots scarred!

And fit so many dead baby's in plastic jars!

I should have an X-Box achievement for crashing cars!

I wage war from here to the planet mars!

If you feel like I fell of and switched up

Get on both knees take my belt off and lick nuts

When did it become cool to be a sick fuck?

When I spit filth and everybody bit the shit tough

[Chorus]

My fucking fuse is short

I put a nigga on the news report

You don't want me to get *IGNANT

I'm heated like the human torch, another song they can use in court

I don't give a fuck I'm *IGNANT

And if you got some goddamn complaints bitch!

Dial 1-800 say it to my face bitch! *IGNANT

We the illest niggas in the bay bitch! If you ain't INF gang you a gay bitch!

If you ain't INF gang, you a gay bitch!

If you ain't INF gang, nigga!

[Verse 2]

Guess who's back with a fuckin' mac in both hands?

Thats your ass mister post man!

Hollow tips for y'all niggas boy! No playing

They go through walls, like casper the friendly ghost can!

I'm from Richmond, my city is gross

God needs to take my hometown and dip it in soap

I'm so hood I found a roach in my cinnamon toast

And every adult in my house was addicted to dope!

Now everything say is hateful, but I don't make it racial

'Cause all you motherfuckers can get it like basic cable!

You're real cocky sending your tape to a major label

I'm Bill Cosby looking for people to rape and strangle!

A fucking crook, defying the laws

Bitch, your just another crab on society's balls!

I'm in the hyperbolic rhyme chamber trying to evolve

I don't pay attention to shit outside of these walls!

Y'all don't understand my rational, my black ass is foul

Matter fact, the last time I cracked a smile

Was when I pressed a red button a missile shot past the clouds

Hit a motherfuckin' satellite and shut NASA down

Put the shrooms in a bag nigga pass them down

I graduated from weed but didn't need a cap and gown

For ya'll clowns write another rap, slit your wrists

And stick your fist in a garbage disposal and flip the switch!

And tell your bitch to fuck with some real Gs

INF gang making niggas on the battlefield bleed

I spit the type of crack that'll kill fiends

G-MO for president two thousand Filthteen