I sleep with two bad bitches,
and they give me mad kisses
cause my love's vicious,
and I do the dishes.
And the meal was delicious.
So Kim, what the sitch is,
pup, man, and Mrs. ?
And I'm rappin but I ain't malicious,
or concerned with riches,
or Abercrombie and fitches.
Naw I'd rather be
takin a bath with splash splishes,
or toastin up a loaf
and makin sandwiches.
Every time our path criss-cross
or cross-crisses
man it pops and it fizzes
till we all up in stitches,
it's nutritious cause she
hella ella expeditious—
with any trace of glitches
man she squashes and squishes.
Such a sweetie, she loves syrup,
but I ain't suspicious
cause she ain't surreptitious.
This is where my niche is,
in between the sketches and skitches,
in between the tough love
of my two bad blitches.
See mom I'm watchin my cursin,
but I could use some listerine
for some swashes and swishin.
Find me in the kitchen
mish-mash and mishin,
cookin up a rhythm
for some self-publishin,
cause I'm chillin on a hook,
but I ain't catchin fishes.
That's right I'm chillin on a
hook
with my two bad bitches.
Here's the debut LP from a new band out of Brooklyn, Fortunaut, which was all recorded live and in one day. Real proud of this project, and also, I drum on it. Check it out! Nick Pope