Intro sample from the movie No Country for Old Men insinuating that since we are about to rap, you are in serious danger of your own life 1st Verse Fick Flood the block kid, cause Im cloggin up the drain And Im flowin more water than when Noahs Ark came Cause I reign down harder, plus my rhymes are getting smarter But you just a bitch to me, so why the fuck do I bother? I carry on tradition with the gift that Ive been given Rarely am I sippin, always got the dutch splittin Fillin it with mary jane, just to ease the daily pains Thats my drug of choice, never ever will it fuckin change Weapon of choice, easily the microphone Catch me in the zone, I implode on a poem Im doing my thing, right here, right now And Im milkin it for what its worth, similar to cow Chicka pow, chicka boom, Fick is back up in the room Spittin rhymes like dimes, shout out to MF DOOM Im done with this for now, let me light up my cigar And you better not change it cause here comes The Czar 2nd Verse Czar I think youre preposterous, were chemical like phosphorous Get off of us, were prosperous I battle with my chatter as I gather my esophagus And vocal chords, I go explore your core And now you are an open sore, you hope upon the magic force But dont you know there is no hocus pocus focus more Im potent with the paper and the plastic like a grocery store You know the score, I broke your door Down, around ya town Im churning frowns Concerning now youre yearning but youre just a circus clown Im burnin towns, the verdict is ya hurting now, ya flirtin With a merkin I am certain theres no curtain bow, converting now I aint done Im earnin birdies under par Learning lessons are the peasants all because they heard The Czar Ridiculous the way I rip it up for the meticulous Listeners who waiting for verse to turn and split they skull Here ya go, the pinnacle of rap is what I reach so peep the critical Condition now ya wishin that its fiction but Im cynical Here ya go, heres a rap to smack you heres a sicker flow Oh you cut my dome? Well I will regrow cuz Im Piccolo Dragon Ball Z with the chatter bombin Kill the mayor with a kamekameah cuz im godly On the microphone when I bone you rappers Ill be Flushin out your color with a pinch just like im visine Blindin yall ya wonder if its hell and Im a high beam But to me the rain is gone so it is clear that I see All equations and I solve em like Im Albert Einsteen I know its Einstein, but this is is my line My set, my rhyme, my time I get Florida bitches wet so I guess Im high tide
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