Letra da Música Antelope de Dirty Heads

Well, my, half bread, might be, warm a little to low
You're too slow, what the fuck do you think that you know?
I do so and every rhyme that I spit is just so crucial
Like metamucial I kill some rhymes that I'm used to

You park so high and mighty but I'm not mighty high
Dirty smoke, you out with weed and leave your mouth fuckin' dry
'Cause some of them rappin', clappin',
laughin' always beer tappin'
Fuckin' dorkette slappi' be ridiculous at how

I'm trippin' is all I'm thinkin' is this is the best M.C.
That can you can find
I shine like some moon through the pine
Yo and even if you were wine I'd still stay dope up with my line

Well, if you general brealbre? Then roll with the style the
Dirty smokin' cali green leaf till I die B
Leave me alone when I'm chillin' in my home
Yo, I'm smooth like a schwin' and I shine like the chrome

If it's fender, remember this microphone defender
Return your shit to sender 'cause no one wants to hear it
Yo your lyrics' are weak and yes your spirits meek
And you're an ignorant mother fucker,
yes, it shows when you speak

Your wicked disappointment, your rhymes need some ointment
The crowd at your shows always laughin' and pointin'
Leave and blew it my boy has been groovin
And I'm still back stage just smokin' and boozin'
Confusin' the sets, save the best for my choosin'
I'm choosin' the rest so you're loosin'

Well, don't forget about the down and dirty southern cali flow
Just open the melody an