You can think what you want But im everything you think im not Pop goes the weasel And the weasel gonna pop As i weasel my way right to the tip top of the hip hop crop This how shits gon be it aint gon stop I tear up shit like a rot with rabies So hide your kids ears and hide the babies I hear enough fucking crying lately Im myself all the way to date see To turn back would just make me more crazy But then id turn back with much more intensity Yeah im risky, frisky, brisky, and chippy And i encourage you to diss me Cause all you really can do is hiss at me Get pissed at me, why not, isnt that what raps for Oh right its for wisdom, vibes, and killin mcs vernacular I mean killer mc vernacular, fuck that shit Wheres my binoculars, im looking over the parameters Putting it from amateur to excalibur Taking these beats like a matador You can think what you want But im everything you think im not Its not like im on a bike just free riding the handle bars Ride with me, i got room for plenty of passengers Fuck the free world, i say it with caliber, i am spectacular Pardon me miss liberty im a brat who ignores Sometimes i dont, most times i adore Sometimes i bitch sometimes i pour Sometimes i itch, sometimes i score But honestly i really do not know what is happening with me anymore But i do know im filled to the brim with tenacity And i got something fueling my strategy And i know how the shits going to work actually Cause i know the mainstream is blasphemy for one For two it totally lacks mastery For three im packed with the audacity Wish i could team up to whom share the same mentality Fuck this gravity, fuck it erratically No he has bars no he has bars, a war will start, a war will start World star! world star! You can think what you want But im everything you think im not Im gonna cause more irritation than poison oak, try me I got more poison in these veins than poison ivy Ill skull fuck you until it reminds me Oh they have worked so hard, save it please Their producer and engineer are While they sat back until their eyes were chinese Guess they got that trap ease While we gotta swing from a fucking trapeze Grab my machete its time to wack these dweebs Maybe i should just focus on my own career Come into my lane ill bust your ass like chris laimbeer I bust balls like johnny cage, no kids up here Ive raised the bar, that wasnt enough, i gotta raise the decibel I go to far, gotta be rough, this is my citadel I am at large, see these nuts, i set it off Im whooping that ass until i get a whooping cough ive fucking had it! Its tall missions coming through the portal! If you know chaddwick? Its all conditions normal!
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