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SHARK DON'T EAT

from “Bath Salt of the Earth” by G’Odd

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Shark don’t Eat

Gonna tellla you a story now boys and girls
Easily offended? Then clutch your pearls
Tell you about a clown called Honeycut
Had something good went and fucked it up
How much you get when you came to rob?
$20? That’s less than you got to slobbed my knob
And you went at it like a full time job
Get your mind right check your hind sight
Now reexamine your plight
And my will jizz appetite
Try to mend fences with fentanyl
First time you made a complete sentence y’all
Give you credit for one thing you mean business with that hatchet
Remind me when I see you so that I can snatch it
Call me Eminem all the times that you can if that’s the case then you’re Stan
Remember that guy at the bus stop in the snow?
You seen my show and you like whoa
Tried to get even now take time for my rebuttal
When you come to rob you must be a little more subtle
Cops there faster than the space shuttle
5 people called 911, cops came I said I didn’t recognize anyone
That’s not street logic it’s totally true because I’ve never met a bigger nobody than you
You know my door and what’s in store in case you forgot it’s number 4
That’s why I never made you a beat cuz this is the day that a shark don’t eat

I saw your video ducking under the door that makes you over 6ft 4”
Gotta beg my ass for a loko like Four
I teed off on your boys, threw their shit in a pile of leaves
Told you right then you shouldn’t hang out with thieves
That’s the 3rd time you saw me tossing fools like a tape eject
You were just pussying out when you showed me that respect
I was chilling down on Freemont that all you and me got in common is one old haunt
They told me about all your charges, sunk like jabba’s sail barges
So what if you’re 7 feet tall, I told you day one, this isn’t baseball
2 strikes and you’re out, got one on the bus home
Can’t get it through that thick dome
Mouthin off to the bus driver talkin bout I have clout
Next stop is Freemont, get the fuck out
Enough of that reminiscing my rhymes burn more than your dick when you’re pissing
Text me your cell number so I can phone ya
By the way, hi from Apollonia
Her and GiGi told me where you be
I went down to Pioneer square and you weren’t there
Straight called you out simple and fair
I know for certain you heard about it
None of your bullshit can ever cloud it
Tellin everybody how rich Honeycut, if that’s the case where’s your money cunt
Only because of your sincerest flatteries that boombox of yours even has batteries
Try to intimidate me an inch from my face
“You think I’m playin’?”
No, I think you’re an idiot. Do you hear what you’re saying?
Pay attention to Scott respect for the body shot
Never made you a song, but I’m built like Iggy on Fulan Gong
Clenched up like your ass last time you hooked up
Must of slid like 4 feet couldn’t have measured it with a stick that was less than a yard
Couldn’t put me down could you? you fucking retard
Up in jail getting your just dessert, owe, that’s gotta hurt
Best learn you ought not flirt
Keep using that line about Halle Barrie then fix you gap you fucking tooth fairy
No money in your commissary
Need a snack? You can munch my nuts while your ass is feeding more people up there than pizza hut
Tell them again how you’re down with Wu and brought up Snoop
Your veins run with crap
I usually don’t like rape jokes but in your case
Nah, I won’t open that can of worms, cuz the real fucking rapist is the one who gave you those perms
I hope you and your cell mate have a real nice date
Sorry this is a little bit late, but I performed it in public before I went south
Turns out you’re not the only one with a big ass mouth
Your new spot is a little bit bigger than my vocal booth
Your mother I tap
there’s only two things you can’t do with that big yap of yours
One is tell the truth the other is rap
Up in jail you are fresh meat
That’s why this is the day the shark don’t eat

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from “Bath Salt of the Earth”, released June 3, 2022

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