Pelican't

Aight, I'm really not in the mood for this, you could barely diss

It's like to battle budapest when I'm already the hungary-est

The coasts', most emcees would rule but you just there to fish

So dare to diss, and I'll strip your feathers bare, you'd wish

You could be burned by this, and die quickly, but I'll let you fly sickly

Cause this damage's permanent, trauma, so let a bird be a bird

Stick to your 'dharma', before I drum up some more horror dramas

To garner some horrible karma, so, go call your fawners

To vote against me, I couldn't give a shit, to be honest,

Cause you've already sprayed yours all over the side walkers

And if I'm lil wayne, you're still just birdman,

a 'baby' under the wings of an ill-eagle

Ain't that illegal, defying nature, like bestiality

but this reality's cruel, so I'm raping you in you nest, 'please, help relieve me'

That's what you'd scream, cause it would seem you're shitting out the wrong hole,

Words please, P? not faec-es, so learn to squawk before you yearn to talk, hoe

 

So, shut the fuck up, I could go on, so just try me, fucking hatchling