[Verse 1] Its that kid that loves animals spitting those flammables Driving moms crazy like fine young cannibals Dont get upset cause my flows so natural You mad cause Im styling on you all casual These other cats are kinda jealous, must be those raps They so humbling and bust egos fast Is it cause I got by and didnt need no gat? Or cause I roll with nine dimes like Tuxedo Mask? Either way, whos hurting kids, whos earning chips With a verbal gift, and whos working shifts? Who cruises on crews leaving bluepurple lips And disperses verses so superfluous? No doubt, you know we got skills While these midgets aint equipped to rep the Lollipop Guild Nah, Ima save that for the flight cause after tonight A lot of cats wont know how to act with a mic word [Chorus] I call this recreation. They call it desecration Put your sweat into your rep, guess you could say I wreck creations Without a hesitation known for blessing stages Dont test your fate a blender aint The place you wanna rest your face in Keeping shook crews running like they supposed to. Lace up your boots. Hurry, hurry up, run! Take offense, fucking gotta be that way. Alright, then. I know the routine. [Verse 2] Were back in effect, another patch on the vet Cashier crosseyed when she cashed in the check Gimme that paper cause Im past the respect Spend the kind of cash on pasta you have to for rent Cliques rolling deep, we bound to get live The Undercrown hoodie with the red and brown highs Twenty bucks cover? Shit, Im down to get mine Were dumbing out, thumbing out counterfeit fives On the dance floor doing tai chi, sipping chi tea Chicks in kneehighs with my man Highny Creep in a bears coat, stares Chinese Chinese chick stares back like why me? Pair of eyebrows like Ming the Merciless Josh in the whip like rings to circuses Apt in the crates with breaks to murder kids Bix on the beat like heat to furnaces [Chorus] I call this recreation. They call it desecration Put your sweat into your rep, guess you could say I wreck creations Without a hesitation known for blessing stages Dont test your fate a blender aint The place you wanna rest your face in Keeping shook crews running like they supposed to. Lace up your boots. Hurry, hurry up, run! Take offense, fucking gotta be that way. Alright, then. I know the routine. [Verse 3] Socks rocks the populous at prosperous pace While getting props like an octopus in octaves of eight Not even talking to the god unless the topic is great Or get George Strombouloupolous knocked in the face, homie Strings swing like some pendulum bling Slung around somebodys neck for the attention it brings From potential to kinetic, guess Im made to be king I sway the groupies, Dave Suzuki, check the nature of things Unbelievable rap steeze, its unseizable You cant grasp or fathom the wrath thats unreachable In the past assassins attacked the unbreachable But gasped when they gulped the wrong glass inconceivable Kids are fit to fail let alone get the grail Cruise around for nothin, cousin? Stick to sipping ginger ale I breeze like winter gale, leave these rappers sick and frail Ripped the Richter scale and I was only clippin fingernails [Chorus] I call this recreation. They call it desecration Put your sweat into your rep, guess you could say I wreck creations Without a hesitation known for blessing stages Dont test your fate a blender aint The place you wanna rest your face in Keeping shook crews running like they supposed to. Lace up your boots. Hurry, hurry up, run! Take offense, fucking gotta be that way. Alright, then. I know the routine.
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