Louis Logic Loud Mouth Lyrics

Loud Mouth Lyrics

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Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, yo



I'm getting real tired of childish ass niggaz judging a book by its cover



Think a pretty motherfucker won't get fouled mouth and grimey on a nigga



Know what I mean yo







[Louis Logic]



I'm willing and able, to start spilling a fable



But first quench my thirst to keep my syllables stable



I spent the rent on drinking and now they killing my cable



In love with lady liq', still my faithful



Sometimes I need a face full of breast



At times I make hateful threats



And practice distasteful sex



But my thirst for spitting rhymes is two times my unquenchable thirst



For snatching a verse that isn't mine



My first bitin' line of coke, was the dope I spit in this rhyme I wrote



And quoted in my linear notes, my warped mind will find a joke in eulogies



And though hell hurts, I'm so well versed in tom foolery



That I have to practice it, with backwards activist



That manages to hold one of the highest batting averages



We'll run up in your studio with scattered savages



Trample you, sample it, and leave you down in bandages







[Chorus]



*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me" - Eminem



Until I found out, and graduated to a human outhouse



Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd out



Loud Mouth and I







[Louis Logic]



My ex called me sexist when I called her a bitch



I was drunk though, excuse me if I faultier a bit



Your punk flow wouldn't get you through one show



Cause what you rip you unsown, launching beer bottles from the front row



A mad bandit, pillaging cribs with panhandles



I'll burn your offices and have your promo ad cancelled



Push back your release date, beating street teams in each state



For their free tapes, and escape with a clean slate



I'm Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Suspsion, obnoxious devil throwing peace signs



But I'm guilty like Richard I'm Nixon, sickness infliction



Vicious condition, that causes me to cook in the bathroom and shit in the
kitchen



I fir the description, I'm sick, twisted, I'm strange



A kid that's deranged, lobotomized and missing a brain



Sodomized with a liquor bottle and few cool brews



A silly coo-coo with a few screws loose







[Chorus: 2x]



*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me" - Eminem



Until I found out, and graduated to a human outhouse



Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd out



Loud Mouth and I







[Louis Logic]



I practice peer pressure and promote unsafe sex



On my tour of beer lectures, with one day left



I'm one stray head who corrupts the youth, fuck the truth



I plug drugs as a substitute



I'm a teacher in your district, leading you to mischief



Feeding you linguistics that's featured on my discus



I need to be enlisted in clinics, for exhibiting sickness



And eating cat until the clitoris twitches



Beating rap and leave it in stitches and wounds



The deepest that I get is when my dicks in the wombs



I put my fist to buffoons, and on the rare occasion



When I'm drunk for days in put my lips to balloons



Spaced out like I live on the moon, Randy Kaufman



You're line and some vodka, yeah and it's often



And I'm not just standing sportsmen, a hundred MCs



I'm unfriendly, spitting until my tongues empty







[Chorus: 2x]



*scratching* "Used to be a loud mouth, remember me" - Eminem



Until I found out, and graduated to a human outhouse



Ejected from the rap game for cursing the crowd out



Loud Mouth and I