Hello Mr. microphone, sorry to leave you alone Now I am back for my throne, no I wont be overthrown They wanna try and then Its kill me or leave me alone But Ill be, twice as, ill as a ghost, so Celebrate your celibate brain, your elephants name Is lack of sediment, yep hes at it again With the vocalic swagger, I dont understand him It sounds like he speaking a whole nother language Anguish I feel, I reel back squeal My blood congeals, to seal the deal Yeah blah blah jibber jabber yak yak Ha Ha I dont really give a fak fak Easily, Ezz be Creepily repeatedly Beatin his ego on the beat you see Tee hee hee, cause measily Raps cant stand a chance to stand against my verbal scenery Seen n they couldnt wrap pitas g Just the other day I got a skin lotion called I win, here let me rub it in, and Brag at you maggots while I fly wit a buzzin grin, aint that something Its lonely on my level and I think the air is gettin thin Soon ill meet the moon man then I can fight and pummel him Realize Im ahead by a mile, or drown in egypt, live in denial Smile and your style shows no teeth, dog You singin and they bouncin like a lost ping pong Your system needs a reboot and you can call me phong Theres an incoming game and its landin on your lawn Your wrong, youll never make a good rap song Good rap song? Thats an oxymoron Wanna be a smash? Jump out a window Wanna be right, then land on a pencil Go on try to jack a fly cracker like my backwards mind Slacker lame is not what Im after, I pamper To the amp hacker, that I call my voice until the hereafter Sittin chillin spittin killin time stilln, kickin wicked rhymes till Im ill at a million I drink a lot of water and the words pop out of my voice box like it was a gremlin Like apple in medieval times, I rock Like sedimentary Its elementary my dear wat Son I got the pedigree and you best agree or stop Cause I feel like hobblin all my enemies while you watch Now I got the recipe for success, suckin on a blunt, cess Got my life set up, you got yours upset, nuff said Wait Never nuff said when I sever tough heads they aint better than us, dead Sorry but youre boring, Im in it for the glory, even, narcissists adore me Ha, and thats a wrap brah, wait I dont need a nap nah, Im runnin like a track star From right here to right here the long way that far Im rappin in a barn, I got no last straw My end game is a tense thang got your friends sayn that hes hot mang Interesting cuz I use my less thang cuz my best brains in the shop dang Im really feelin fresh now...
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