Love Venom - Breezly Brewin & Jean Grae, Mr Len, Breezly Brewin & Jean Grae, Breezly Brewin

Parasitic and a critic of God’s score

You gots all of mine but why

You waits for the next to Erase my respect

Grab the di-dick

Just do your duties

I’m bout as insecure as you’re the immature

But you gots cooties

Telling me, me file

Your style’s forever blaow

Acidic your rain and pour

Ignoring my pain

Like how’s the weather, whatever

I want therapy from Ron Jeremy on intimacy

Fuck a under the?

Into men, see you later

Greater good for sure

Using you then cruising through your neighborhood for whores

The?

Whip, story’ll flip

To the past, Back to the Future

Back to recruit for some masters

Nowadays I’m Michael J. Fox shook

Ya’ll style’s are crazed

But the disciples stay live

Look to the old school

Was y’all hoes too

His mom’s was a freak

But speaking of mom’s

Not for nothing, my Mom’s the bomb

A brother’s zoning

Edible better chill to spar with my father

Cease discussion

Probably gotta be my Mother’s?

Repercussion

Genetic pathetic

I’m head sick

Reaching for love

Reaching above the threshold

I’m stressed yo What’s up hun

?

For real ya, your skill destroying your boy

And it’s clearing out your in a ploy, corruption

Now brought

Two thousand and one chronicles

The demonical, thinking of nonsense

Linking with you diamond?

Contents

You ain’t shit to me Cause love don’t live here anymore

That’s right, fuck you

That’s right, nigga

Pack your shit and leave

Love don’t live here anymore

Sing it Yo, if you ever find this nigga

He’ll be dead with the fishes

At the bottom of the East-muthafuckin-River

Deliver him straight past the flaming gates of Hades and suffocate him

With corpses of crack babies and burning fat ladies

You bum nigga

Vocabulary limited, primitive mind

Thinking big but only fucking with the average dick size

And fuck Destiny’s Child

Put you on blast on the net

Take your picture up in aol chat rooms for men (bitch nigga)

That’s right gentleman

A venomous revenge for offending a feminine, huh

Nigga, I should John Lennon you

Find a chick, pack her pussy with heat and fuck lead in you

Fill her mouth with razor blades and have her give head to you

I’m feeling vengeful

Thinking of acupuncture with pencils

Your body stenciled out on my single cover

Accept the murder charges

I’m dreaming of delicious spots for burial plots

Murk you then have necrophiliacs fuck you in abandoned lots

Who’s the mack

Bitch please

Get capped in the knees like old horses

I’ll hobble you, like Kathy Bates in Misery

Chivalry, not

I’ll fuck with voodoo and shrivel your c***

Take you hostage

Make you fuck a prostitute that’s deliberately hot

Catch a clap, nigga

Slash your fucking limbs off so fast

That your Timbs' stay put when your legs get tossed

You ain’t a diamond, you’s a nun-but chrome

Bitch nigga, black hole for brains

Why’d you back and fuck with a chick who’s deranged

Come on now