KILL LA KILL - Guilty Pleasure

Microphone in my palms, feel me
It just make me strong if it can't kill me
I wield the wood grain, all in the name of Chad Butler
Word to my mother
You know i keeps it southern
Check Me, I say
I can feel my heartbeat through these beats
Crack game fresh but never drop rock, Memphis Bleek, unn
Rock bottom yo main into my sheets
Give her people's elbows and bounce out in just a week, unn
Its that easy, better believe me
Better and better, I get her, wetter than ever
Met her, then swept her, forget her, neglect her, repeat forever
Real rap, haters heard that
They backwards, but i'll never take my words back
I'm on the come up
But you better know that Christian Dior coming
You talking chicks, I rock with all types Im keyboard thuggin'