Adventures Of Ew McNasty lyrics
by Vic Spencer
[Verse]
Me and my n*ggas on the hunt
It’s five of us trying to put the rap game in the trunk
Four of them n*ggas live out of state
I can’t reach them
I call SonnyJim and he will make me a plate
I treat the rap game like the savor baked
Sonny hit me and told me the empire is by the lake
Let my b*tch sniff up the shake before she drives me to the airport
I’m tyring to get some head first (Baby)
I land at some infected ass city
The women here look like walking STDs with big titties
I’m glad I got one off before I left town
That sh*t gotta last ‘til I’m back around baby (sh*t)
Now I pause to the empire, not spooked at all
Got half a helmet on my nuts to protect my balls
As I keep walking with my walkman
I see a group of fat ugly mother f*ckers with knives with the [?]
I stopped
Soon as I did tat some midget appeared out of nowhere
Telling me all about these n*ggas
He said, “You better not play homie
You see them knives that them n*ggas holding
They got AIDS on it” (Ew)
I looked up like what the f*ck
Looked down and the midget disappeared in the weed smoke
So I put that sh*t out
Approached these n*ggas like a mad customer
I wanna talk to the manager
One of them n*ggas like “You f*cking nuts”
They took their knives out blood dripping and all
I ball my f*cking fist up, now I’m ready to brawl
And them I-
[Outro]
How do you expect to stay at the top of your profession if you don’t do road work
(Crazy dream, sh*t)
You don’t need legs if you don’t run away
Or if you’re smart enough to let the fools come to you
Which brings me to the point, whatchu want
Remember a guy named Mitchell Casey
Mean as they come
All of them college degrees didn’t make his personality any brighter