Lyrics:
Would you like some more shish kabob, sir
Yes I would, thank you
This that Rebel rap, liquid sword can you level that
Six feet, still got my Rebel
mutt is just a nice hors d'oeuvre
Murder, rape and rob
KA-BARS hold pieces of human kabobs
The hills have eyes, don't you know?
I want to drink
drained,
4.i'm raisin' the stakes, want some kabobs? cus they taste great!
Verse 2:
1.i'm wide awake, not distracted from the chaos on the fucking earth,
shoot it
Got some niggas turn you to kabobs my niggas really skew it
Fuck the talking nigga do it
Flash your gun but you won't shoot it
Got some niggas
color is red, like the blood shed
In Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead
Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob
Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her
commercials
And he was going to be a movie star
But all I wanted was a car
All I wanted was a car
Part time job making chicken kabobs at the food court
mean shish kabob.
Have a taste, they were made fresh today.
Try the rye or the kaiser or the wheat or the white.
Maybe I can suggest an appetizer.
Stay
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
But he makes a pretty mean shish kabob
They stack the odds 'til we take to
the street
Have a taste, they
mean shish kabob.
Have a taste, they were made fresh today.
Try the rye or the kaiser or the wheat or the white.
Maybe I can suggest an appetizer.
Stay
then slammed you
Every day is like a video shoot, check this shit
I take it back to Playboy, stash guns in whips
Picture afro picks, shish kabobs
how it is
Saying you that nigga, you might get slapped with a clip
Cook a nigga like a shish kabob
Flow bomb like a missile launch
Pussy nigga bout
cakes, oatmeal
Cucumbers, biscuit's, beef-jerky
Pop tarts, tamales
Shish-kabob and a side order of
BARF! BARF! RETCH! VOMIT! SPEW! etc
to him
For guidance just like eyeless lambs
Awaiting that ol' kabob stand
The skeptics formed
The nation's born
They want to have it, Cotton's dream
then slammed you
Every day is like a video shoot, check this shit
I take it back to Playboy, stash guns in whips
Picture afro picks, shish kabobs
then slammed you
Every day is like a video shoot, check this shit
I take it back to Playboy, stash guns in whips
Picture afro picks, shish kabobs
Bitch we up in the hills, all black like bike riders
I pull up wit' the mob, we had to jugg and rob
Trappin' was like a job, now we eat shish kabobs
a hurry
Were they worried
Stuff I ponder at the food court gettin kabob and curry
Or with my kid gettin a McFlurry
Speaking of Curry I got some texts for
impaled like kabobs
Enjoy your present love mob
Scarface
I'm crawlin out the casket shoulda locket it
Runnin the cartel you can't stop it
Scared to pull
on a kabob
Straight skewered skewered like some corn on a cob
And thats what you call your last blow job
When I should have known better better from the start
think i'm plugged with the mob
All these tats on my arm shorty say it add to my charm
If these niggas want beef I turn that beef to kabob
We them
Sultani Kabob, and talk Disney Six
On gay marriage
Who cares if they do
If you're a divorce attorney
More money for you
Rising costs for healthcare
cup, I'ma mix it up
With a twist of how they're moving now and stick in "holy cow"
Shish-kabob is what I call it; food for thought here on the topic
Not
been known my shit
Man, I poke your soul with a shish kabob stick
Fuck with me. Haha
crusing on Bird scooters I'm using Uber black cars
Everyday a holiday, I barbecue in the backyard
Brats, burgers and kabobs, man
Got enough meat to feed
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