[Aviator] Good morning Mr. Dark Roast Your boy spit flames like a charcoal Name another rapper more tenacious And I'll hop out that spaceship And turn his ass to cargo If you suck I embargo Don't fuck with lame ducks or those arsos Don't talk over my spit Or talk about my tone I'll put in the river sick Shit I'll do it for kicks But baby boy I ain't pissed Hanging with Euro that Swiss kiss kiss Doublepiping in my kicks Flashbulbs click When I step on stage Cause everything I do is is slick Shit, ya'll can get it any moment I'm dressing all black like the Omen And I walk like this And I talk like that Cause I just plain own it And I just send out fleet Of white hot rhythm that I spit on repeat Yo, I feel a special fision when I spit on the street To all of those who listen cause they dig my mystic But ya'll ain't gotta honor it or call my elite The negativity just makes me more tongue and cheek And baby its a new year Crunch time is imminent I get super-gully and I work my obliques [SuperTanzi] Really, What's the word kid? Supertanz to the limit I keep it real concise And flow under a minute But yet it mad hyped so these kids are on my didit Like everytime we spit something Cats is trying to mimic But on the real time I'm coming with divine flows Growing like a vine grows Do it with my eyes close Hit it like a pyro You know the function Everlasting tracks I smash like a pumpkin But not like, that bald dude Tracks that I fall through Are mad deep As in the Niger or the Amazon That landscape of beats Be the planets that I'm landing on To me kid, everything is just a trade off Exposing all that fake shit like Bernie fucking Madoff MC's get laid off and then played like Adolf Nevertheless I get it off my chest The best dude, to rescue, the damsel in distress Yo, flannel is the dress, lyrical conquest And so I kick it to my man so he can do the rest [BMAN] I'm not a pilot, I didn't go to flight school But if I need an aviator I know who to go to Matter fact, I think I'm gonna take a trip And kick it in the thick of this hip hop grit Inside its applied living Applications are accepted, but don't expect Anything forgiving I'm driven to drive the wheel on your IPOD Scroll past the Format, you're thinking that's what I want It's a daunting task But if you know me Then you know that I live for a challenge That is still unasked Picking wax out my ears as I'm spitting game to a chick A click in my brain clocks the fear of the lame As I max out the risking of getting hit Cause a slap to the face is just a taste Of the braver wits when the flavor hits I speak as if I keep a complete sheet Of my former feats Not even knowing that there's a thing called defeat So soak, rinse, repeat and remember That if your acting as a chump and your acting all tender The last thing that she'll ever do Is touch up on your member You could beg from this July All the way till next December So push her up against the wall And show her whose the man And pretty soon you won't need to use your hand
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