Punji Sticks from Baller's Tomb by Brick Bardo

Thankful for all of you people for tuning in.
Whether there’s two of us, or three of us, or ten of us, we all gon win.
We all gon git, that perfect puff of piff, that perfect slutty slit.
That muddy water, that doggfather, that breeze brewin’
That lovely shit.

I don’t know if I’ve had enough of it.
I found my love on a frozen pond and then cuffed it.
Pulled it out of the heat with an oven mit.
I’m that loverman.
I love to send them big recordings to my brother men.
Produce it for me, spit it back and then laugh
There aint no other thing.
I would rather be doing.
I’m the chief steward of the rappin union,
If you giving me my flowers,
Give me zinnias and petunias.
I’m the finickiest I’ve proven I can do this.
Like Shemp Howard the silliest of the stooges.
Gimme a microphone I wanna chew it.
You chowderheads look dead in the eyes and always overdo it.
I’m like *poof* the illusionist,
with two tits, A dick and a booty I poo with
Two limbs with fists that’ll body a naughty one,
You gon go potty son.

The party already done.
Its 6am the sun
Come up you now that naughty one.
Them psychedelics Sundays,
A one way path.
Go get your flowers I already got me some.

I only write these things because im tryna heal myself,
But I play dumb.
When I say summmm.
You better run, or stop and listen where im coming from.
I did one, got another one, your lips kiss my stun gun.
The second son, the goofy one.
Big Bardo Baby, the truth has come.

I’m proof that that bamboo has gutted you.
I hide in tunnels in front of you.
When I pop out, confront you.
You won’t you say shit, I love this, so fuck you.
You don’t mean nothing to me, nothing to them
You poo poo.

I got the blues, I got excuses baby.
Just forgot the noose.
I run a train on everythang,
My nuts just swang on the caboose.
You got the brains I got the Brauns.
I want the brains without the tooth.
And if I knock it loose, I’ll yank it out.
In an old shoe with mother goose.

Another you just couldn’t do, with what I do with a papoose.
The sad truth is when I look at you all I see is a fuckin goof.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Hamilton