Fetti On Max Lyrics & Chords By I Self Devine

God damn (Eyedea), this is some serious gourmet shit! What flavor is this? Knock it off, Julie, I don't need you to tell me how fucking good my music is okay? I'm the one...read more

It's the marksman, armed with bars that scar from yards in Foul-mouth Latino, the Dark-skin Cartman Startling frauds, Skin 'em for probable cause Spit and I topple the gods,...read more

Their on the I don't wanna leave the summer I'mma on the leather storm, wander with the feedback hunger Mother never mumbles under breath Says treat the world like you love it...read more

all the heat pipes cough, speech freeze like water sheep led right to the bleach-wipe slaughter even the doc couldn't see it in the blotter four walls starve each eat like...read more

[Rapper Big Pooh:] Yeah, yeah, uh, uh Haha, I'm in my zone man You niggas can't take me out my zone Khrysis, you ready? Yo, uh Uh, they say some things change Friends...read more