[Hook MF Doom] Its the beat, he hear it in his sleep sometimes Its the beat, he hear it in his sleep sometimes Blare it in your jeep so your peoples can stare at the rhymes Its the beat, not your everyday hologram [Verse 1 Zachary Wolves] Everytime I smoke I reach Nirvana I put peddle to floor, bout to put this pen to your mental Like Cobain with the double barrel gunshot These rappers shotty, and I got your girl sitting shotgun She gives me pump action while I grip the handle Id never sell out myself for the profit I just sit in my room writing my concepts Trying to change my life for the better Cop my dad a Vette and pay off his debt with the cheddar I want the fettuccine with the five cheese Money in my pockets stain my Levi jeans Hit the grass stains with the bleach, now they look like congress So fucked up, got my questioning my confidence Soon Ill have the villa with the stained windows Cedes AMG, pull him in the new bimmer Lambos and Ferraris, like Lenos garage Fast cars are filling up the parking lot Just leave one for the Bugatti I reserved that spot, chea [Hook 2 MF Doom] [Verse 2 Zachary Wolves] Off in the distance I see my dreams of the fame Looking up at the sky, watching the pigeons and planes I try not to wonder why, if the pigs feel the pain When I pick up the pen all my enemies afraid Ill never fire unless fired upon, rules of engagement And if they remained through the fire it must of rained on occasion Because if yall diss me, expect me not to get jaded Because if yall miss me, just know that Im patient We move silent in cars that you would least expect to places They try to anticipate my movements but are always too late Gun loading Never correct, staying true to a movement, and Im bringing the depth I used to rap in the basement, now my lyrics complex Leaving the people impressed like indentation And yall are just followers that infected the Matrix I dont need anybody to tell me how to flex, or what to do next Step in my box homie and youre sure to get checked Just wanna get my family wealthy, like Thomas Shelby Peak me at the wrong time, leave you blinder than Hellen I spit rhymes for the truth man, but Im getting tired These polititions taking bribes, fueling the liars When I go live itll blow your top off, Budd Dwyer Gunshot [Outro MF Doom] Its the beat, not your everyday hologram Its the beat, not your everyday hologram Its the beat, not your everyday hologram Even when ribs was touchin never swallowed the ham Hed rather eat a sand sandwich salad It might need salt like your mans bland ballad A lot of stuff happens that the news wont tell yous Blues on L juice Snooze, all hell loose Rake it Take it like the good, the bad, the ugly Break it, rollin through ya hood in the caddy buggy Butter softly, leather flossy, fatty juggy Always threw me off when she told me Daddy funk me
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