[Verse 1 Suburban Truth] Im a lyrical monster And these emcees I conquer concur Rhyme scripts and essays The auteur author They write outlines out of line Like coloring book contours Check the competition They produce like an Oompa Loompa Sell like a new computer But I rap around them like a Hula Hooper We produce like a new computer Shell like koopa troopa bazooka shooters Pop shells like bazooka chewers Never on pop shelves Like rappers I pop shells at Ah well Im all well with depth Youre gutter shallow The type of crap I smash with mandibles Cause I love to ramble Rap is my queen Youre half of the team The unlucky vassal your lover damsels At another castle Keep looking Mama mia!
bazooka, shell, produce, auteur, computer