Louis Logic - Loud Mouth Lyrics
* send corrections to the typistHit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, yoI'm getting real tired of childish ass niggaz judging a book by its coverThink a pretty mother*****er won't get fouled mouth and grimey on a niggaKnow what I mean yo[Louis Logic]I'm willing and able, to start spilling a fableBut first quench my thirst to keep my syllables stableI spent the rent on drinking and now they killing my cableIn love with lady liq', still my faithfulSometimes I need a face full of breastAt times I make hateful threatsAnd practice distasteful sexBut my thirst for spitting rhymes is two times my unquenchable thirstFor snatching a verse that isn't mineMy first bitin' line of coke, was the dope I spit in this rhyme I wroteAnd quoted in my linear notes, my warped mind will find a joke in eulogiesAnd though hell hurts, I'm so well versed in tom fooleryThat I have to practice it, with backwards activistThat manages to hold one of the highest batting averagesWe'll run up in your studio with scattered savagesTrample you, sample it, and leave you down in bandages[Chorus]*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me" - EminemUntil I found out, and graduated to a human outhouseEjected from the rap game for cursing the crowd outLoud Mouth and I[Louis Logic]My ex called me sexist when I called her a *****I was drunk though, excuse me if I faultier a bitYour punk flow wouldn't get you through one showCause what you rip you unsown, launching beer bottles from the front rowA mad bandit, pillaging cribs with panhandlesI'll burn your offices and have your promo ad cancelledPush back your release date, beating street teams in each stateFor their free tapes, and escape with a clean slateI'm Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Suspsion, obnoxious devil throwing peace signsBut I'm guilty like Richard I'm Nixon, sickness inflictionVicious condition, that causes me to cook in the bathroom and shit in the kitchenI fir the description, I'm sick, twisted, I'm strangeA kid that's deranged, lobotomized and missing a brainSodomized with a liquor bottle and few cool brewsA silly coo-coo with a few screws loose[Chorus: 2x]*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me" - EminemUntil I found out, and graduated to a human outhouseEjected from the rap game for cursing the crowd outLoud Mouth and I[Louis Logic]I practice peer pressure and promote unsafe sexOn my tour of beer lectures, with one day leftI'm one stray head who corrupts the youth, ***** the truthI plug drugs as a substituteI'm a teacher in your district, leading you to mischiefFeeding you linguistics that's featured on my discusI need to be enlisted in clinics, for exhibiting sicknessAnd eating cat until the clitoris twitchesBeating rap and leave it in stitches and woundsThe deepest that I get is when my dicks in the wombsI put my fist to buffoons, and on the rare occasionWhen I'm drunk for days in put my lips to balloonsSpaced out like I live on the moon, Randy KaufmanYou're line and some vodka, yeah and it's oftenAnd I'm not just standing sportsmen, a hundred MCsI'm unfriendly, spitting until my tongues empty[Chorus: 2x]*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me" - EminemUntil I found out, and graduated to a human outhouseEjected from the rap game for cursing the crowd outLoud Mouth and I
