Thirstin Howl III

Thirstin Howl III - Guess Is On The Mix lyrics

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Unique London:
 Guess on the mix it's about time  I wanna hear some shit
 Thirstin Howl the third  Skillionaire  spit nigga

 Thirstin:
 Guess on the mix  coming straight out of the hell lab
 With that Thirstin Howl the third shit  no one else has
 Return of the rhythm slave  turntable belt lash
 Welfare bitches don't wait till check day because they sell fast
 (U.L: Guess on the mix)
 Cuts in Chinese Morse code, scratches are gordo
 Mixes tighter than his corn rolls
 Thirstin Howl the third, cross roads and burn bridges
 So I doubt if they'll be an emcee left living in the rap jungle
 I'm an explained, in habitat in a battle I'm polite like
 (U.L.: Would you like me to help you pack your bags)
 Tyson, coming in the ring without my mouthpiece
 Grouchy, overweight alki, the right hooks lousy but got a left jab
 My runaway flow will give you jet lag
 I'm nasty when it comes to sex in the eardrum
 I freak the track like to Korean lesbians with pierced tongues
 Dope, without ever walking near drugs
 A mouth so nasty, you won't want to share cups
 A lone star sheriff, 5 mics, 4 stars and stripes along with merits
 Ralph Lauren polo appearance
 Life of crime, learned from both parole parents
 Bullet gold card in a laminate
 (U.L.: Never leave home without mine)
 Guess on the mix its about time

 Thirstin Howl the third, Skillionaire

 Watch your back, my mic is cocked nigga
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