Smut Council Lyrics - Singles - Smut Peddlers

How many MC's, out there peddling? 

How many MC's, out there peddling? 

How many MC's, out there peddling? 

How many MC's, out there peddling? 

Look at shorty from the Shining, all grown up rhyming 

Still talking to my finger, but now it's through bitches stomach lining 

I'll be the Smut Ambassador, bend her over point the ass back at a 

Then I'll fucking laugh at her 

Picture me giving a fuck, that's Polaroid cunt seven? 

Or Hot 97, with a yes-man brethren 

Starbuck's stuck, you stained with feces 

The only man who make roaches interchange species 

I'm smacking DJ's for playing instrumentals for the wack mentals 

Spitting all over the mic rentals 

Bring all your dogs, my name is Cage Kennels 

Not [Incomprehensible] 

At age 12, I spit my first rap out 

In the 80's on your block like the first crack house 

It's Eon cold-hearted, smoke a whole carton 

Decapitate my best friend if he's bogartin' 

Quick to be like, peddling smut 

Quick to be like, peddling smut 

Quick to be like, peddling smut 

Quick to be like, peddling smut 

What kind of shit are you peddling? P-p-porn, Smut Peddlers 

What kind of shit are you peddling? P-p-porn, Smut Peddlers 

What kind of shit are you peddling? P-p-porn, Smut Peddlers 

What kind of shit are you peddling? P-p-porn, Smut Peddlers again 

You wanna talk this old school bullshit about the rules? 

Well, here's a rule you might remember 

I'm the motherfucking fucking one who calls the shots