5anboro - 5ANtAboRo

★ Verse 1 ★
Rappin in the present, feel like Santa
Got a big ass sack between my legs, and I'm nuts
Cutting back on the slack and feeling stressed, yeah, the rap my healin sesh
We don't miss, eat a dick if you talkin fecal shit
I be underground, like a gopher
Don't fuck with the sound, get some sulfur Breathe it in, bleed a bit
Till you tolerate the bars created from a cross between the
Unabomber's brain inside a kid who forgot to take his
Vitamins, that's why he's getting off topic, opps retarded
Copping fake shit like Harry, it is scary how they carry
Glocks before they carry bars, they stern like daniel playin Marv
They get off Scott-free, no Calvin
Two personalities, yall slow as turtles
I'll hurt ya, bloody your shell
Money stack taller than all of you like Buddy the Elf
And your whip a rental, blackballin yall like the manager of Gimbel's
Jack be nimble, Jack is Frosty, Jack's a dick and jacking off
Yall ain't Jack, but go fuck yourself anyway
We accepted lying to children
To christian politicians lying to their kids about Santa, quit fakin
Cuz if you rearrange the letters of Santa, you get Satan
Savage with veins filled with blood lookin like crack withdrawal
I'm hardcore as fuck, I got prescribed adderall
On the lowest dose
I leave these rappers comatose
Yeah they slow as a tortoise
Only thing I want for this
Christmas is to finish my hitlist
Fuck a wishlist, life is a gift, bitch
Me and all the homies livin as misfits but we be clickin
If you talk shit, bitch (Give em the ol dick twist)
Noncomformist kill himself to give a hard performance
In the future on a tour to feel somewhat comfy
Leave these rappers snoring, wake em up leaving em ugly
Christmas gift is burying them in a forest under the trees

★ Verse 2 ★
Walk into the barber shop asking for a decapitation
This shit is unreal like a hallucination, shoving acid in my anus
Got killed, stabbed in the brain, and I'm still asking what pain is
I make me and the grim reaper look like a kid and a teacher
Even if im under the influence, I would beat ya
In the trunk, there's a vodka fifth and some reefer
Sober my whole life, I'm a virginity preacher
And a women pleaser, turning your kin into drinkers
Split a Christian prisoner's head with a lock, turn 'em to free thinkers
Stab a politican's eye with his own spine and made him open minded
They itching to get pissed, but my views gonna grow on you like poison ivy
Most the guys be homophobic, so I hope they like me
Straighter than a razor that erases all your hate
Ripping up your stomach, lookin like you lost some weight
Screaming 5anboro in your ear if you forgot the name
I'll be seldom on the radio, Chocolate Rain