Clark Kent - Tokyo's Revenge

My dot red, just like Clifford

What?

Uhm, what?

Bitch!

What?

Uhm, yeah

She keeps tryna suck my dick when she don’t have no teeth in her mouth (Akachi,

he on the beat, it’s a murder)

I just feel like that’s crazy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Okay, like Clark Kent, metal on my hip, bitch

I’m the Man of Steel, how you feeling, bitch?

Super, uh

These pussy niggas, Lex Luthor, truth hurts

Niggas bite me until they tooth hurts, uh

Goofy goober ass boy, thought I’m tryna fuck his girl

I had to ask the nigga, «Who her?»

Uh

Swear you niggas all in they feelins', bunch of pussy ass boys out of Weenie

Hut Jr., uh

They should call me Django, a nigga be off the chains (Just a little bit)

Feed my bitch a little bit of cocaine (For her dinner though)

Niggas be all doin' the same shit, like synonyms

Two dicks on me, Max Payne, for a little bitch

Like okay, bitch, how you hit my DM’s, so lame, bitch?

With that bullshit, like ¡Olé!, bitch

You don’t like me, but that’s okay, bitch, uhm

Money, older than B.I.G and Pac

Like a cold cause I’m sick and I keep on pokin' my dick and

I can’t control all my bitches dog, they be callin' a nigga out

I be doggin' these bitches

Like how I’m supposed to not fuck her mouth

Open the door and then kick her out

Uhm, is that fucked up?

Ride a bitch

Just like a horse tell her «Buck up!»

Beat a bitch just like my dick when it’s stuck up

Then rob her boyfriend and tell that bitch, «Shut up»

She gonna do what I say, she like, «Yup, yup»

Everything inside my head, it be fucked up

Knock-knock, I’m at yo Momma' crib like «What's up?»

Just like some Pampers, we gon' pull the fuck up

Uh-huh, I got too aggressive, your bitch think I’m special

Smackdown on the pussy, bitch, we gonna wrestle

No fuckin' with niggas I’m thinkin I’m huntin' 'em like a racist

No rappin' to beats that do not be Cliiifford’s, cause' they basic

Your bitch need a facelift, she thought, «How much is that?»

Niggas hate me, but I be all on their playlist

Okay, like Clark Kent, metal on my hip, bitch

I’m the Man of Steel, how you feeling, bitch?

Super, uh

These pussy niggas, Lex Luthor, truth hurts

Niggas bite me until they tooth hurts, uh

Goofy goober ass boy, thought I’m tryna fuck his girl

I had to ask the nigga, «Who her?»

Uh

Swear you niggas all in they feelins', bunch of pussy ass boys out of Weenie

Hut Jr., uh

They should call me Django, a nigga be off the chains (Just a little bit)

Feed my bitch a little bit of cocaine (For her dinner though)

Niggas be all doin' the same shit, like synonyms

Two dicks on me, Max Payne, for a little bitch

Like okay, bitch, how you hit my DM’s, so lame, bitch?

With that bullshit, like ¡Olé!, bitch

You don’t like me, but that’s okay, bitch, uhm

What is your fucking issue?

It’s not even- it’s a fucking song.

It’s a fucking

song, it’s not even real