Mic. Knowledge, Confidence - Tequila Freestyle lyrics

Alrite, we going acapella one more time
Just to hit one more rhyme
I'm drunk off the liqour, I just want
To get your girl and lick her, and feel her
Yeah fuck her like a light switch
That don't really make sense
But I like bitches
I like stitches in my dickses
Yeah I ain't from dick county
But I do what it does
The beats on, and now it's on
I'm on fire, you can't stand close to me
You'll get sun burn
So listen burn, and just learn
No matter the concern I do what it does
Tyler Ploof go and do what it does

I'm a be A king, I'm a retarded artist
Who just sharted and I farted (AAHHHHHHH)
Cause I check my pants i can't do a dance
I dance when I want
Cause I prance like Blitzen
A fucking reindeer fucking come here
And I'll cum all over your
Ear like a fucking reindeer
They don't cum on ears
Why is he red nose Rudolph
That bitch is a bitch
I'm not even rhyming anymore, I don't
Even know what I'm saying
I'm not making sense but hey Mic knowledge
We're sitting here drunk off of tequila
Got Nestle Ice Tea in my system
Yeah I did it, bitch I shitted
I shitted and I pissed all
Over Santa Claus with it
Casue I do what it does when
I does what it do
Casue I fuck you, and I fuck him
And I fuck you too
Casue I fucking do whatever I want to
I fucking cum all over this wall and fuck you
(OOOHHHHHHHHHH, Your turn)

When I'm drunk off the tequila
I think of Shakira
And I want to do her, and I want to do it
(YEEEEAAAH) i'm per-fect, I'm perfectionist
I'm just an artist, doing affectionates
(AAAHHHHHAAA)
I do what it does, that's what I do my best
On my test, I do what it does
I'll take off the bra off your chest
(It's so loud)
Yeah it's so loud, cause I'm so proud
I got the crown, call me Corona
Cause I'm on ya, like a sushi roll
And I Gucci Roll, and I Coochie Roll
I beat that pussy uuuupppp yeah, I eat it up
I, get it done, I get it done
We turn this into singing
Fuck rap cause I can sing
Put me on American Idol
That's part of the title i do what it does

Yo, we got out at 1
O'clock to go eat Franco's
Cause we get ya bitch like Chankos
We're going eat so many subs and pizza
We do what the fuck we want, so Lisa
He fucked Lisa with pink eye
Cummed in her eyes, so she can't see
For miles
Cause she is a fucking bile, she eats file
Cause she got pink eye for like 3 months now
What the fuck is wrong with her
She needs to go to the doc-tor
And get some medicine for that
Shit so she can see
She can't see Mic knowledge when
He pees all over her
Cause yeah, bite my butt you fucking slut
You ain't a slut so suck my nut
Cause I fuckin bust all over your bed
Make your wives bed, cause I'm so red
I'm a blind sooboo, and fuck you too
I'll fuck your mom, yeah back to the MILFS
Yeah I fucked your mom in the mailbox
Cause I fucking suck

You suck on cocks?
Why don't you get on docks
Yo, you must be off the Boondocks
Mother fucker, You can't fuck with me
Fucking with me, you better fucking pee
Outside the toilet, get the outlet
Get the flatlet, yeah give you fat lip
Give you fat lip, give you fat lip
I'm a perfectionist, I'm best at this
Yo, you better
You must have your beenie to tight
Cause I get that pussy tight
Yo I'm so nice, get it to the rice
I'm white like rice, get it like ye-yeaaaah
And we do that, hey yalk-a-bomb ass
Get that punk ass, you can get the god damn
Do the dance, do the prance
Do the thing like (AAAHHHHHHHHH)
Republica de Panama de toma
Yeah, yeah shake ya ass i'll shake your face
Bitch jack it off in your face
Beat it then yeah, YEEAAAAAHHH

Alrite, it's my turn, my turn to burn
So it's time for me to burn
And turn everybody that's absurd
Fuck you in the ass complimentary nuts
Yeah fuck bitch don't' fuck with us
We eat pineapple chunks fuck yo bus
Cause we ride the bus
It's pink and yellow shit
I don't know what I'm spitting
I'm kind of drunk but I don't give a fuck
Look at Mic knowledge with
The little soccer ball
He don't play soccer at all
What the fuck is he doing what the fuck
Yo, big ups to Mrs shoemaker
He is the fucking shoemaker
He makes shoes for me and him then
Fuck you like a baker
Take him back like a Laker
Cause I can't fuck anyone like Storm
Cause he is the war he was born with a torn
Got Pam, what the fuck am I saying now
I don't even know, I can't even see straight
I'm fuckin writing rhymes and I can't, relate
So the shit that I spit
I'm just yelling kind of
The red bars are full of shit
The beats over (Stop yelling at the mic)
I think it's over
Now it's time for me to takeover
(O-o-o oohhhh)

Fuck the beat I go acappella

Chop a fella to mozzarella worse
Than a helicopter propeller (Haha Wooo)