[Intro: Dizaster]
It's just that gut-wrenching
Extremely witty
Crazy like, multi-syllabic shit that we do
Ya know what I mean? And like...
You can't just do that
It requires an infinite amount of skill to be able to do that type of shit and like, just to be able to comprehend it, you have to be advanced enough
[Verse]
Evil elements
Still bringin eloquence
Peep the excellence
Sorry, nibba
Y'all ain't winnin
I'm just in this competition
To reap the benefits
I'm a beast competitively
Y'all are just seeking relevance
Cus see I'm evidently
Better than you geeks could ever get
I'm tall and mighty
With an awful psyche
So y'all don't like me
I look in the mirror and all that I see's the wall behind me
My noggin icy
I'm the tribe chief atop society
Chickens fall flat like the romp of Miley!
Bars so highly sweet they're carmelizing
Karma don't apply to me... a cop of rhyming
From me to you...
The fleece the truth
Bring em through
Beat your crew!
I'll leave a dude in a steaming soup
Feed him to each of you
I'm the one. Undefeatable!
I don't eat people food
I eat people... that's because people food
See, my dude?
This a degree of dissing with this, I'm disagreeable
Wickedly
Killin these
Mini-Me's
Stop the mimicking
Nibba, he
Been the king
With the clean
Hippity-Hop ability
Wash 'em. Listerine
Drop you instantly
Fall like pretty leaves
God-Level conscience. My thoughts infinity
Y'all would've thought I'd be coughing. Dog, I'm awfully sick emcee
Talk to Kennedy!
Every lyric I've ever written should come with a certificate of authenticity!
OCD. I'm clean
Don't compete with these
Golden Fleece Elite
Holy deities
Popes of pulsin' potent
Poetry and schemes
I just kill em for the dopamine release!
Justice just is someone who "stole a Visa"
I stole your decency!
Choke emcees and squeeze
Throats. You scream and weeze!
Won't be free to breathe
Hopes and dreams get thieved
I beat on songs
Reborn 3 times
Beast monster!
Schemes hotter than Rihanna
In a neon
Green thong
String-on bra!
We bomb. See boss? We Bob-Ombs!
Think dog, we bomb. We Allah!
I got the "Balls Of Fury"
If you wanna have a little back and forth
You can get paddled, whore...
Cus I be walkin' purely!
Wait... I gotta be addin' more
Just to scheme on y'all!
What I bring to the table will bounce, so ching chong
See y'all? He called ping pong ball!
Pop the audio!
Shot the song so, yo!
Dog, don't walk too close!
Knock your dominos!
Slick wit!
The sickest!
I'm snifflin'
I've been this hot since long ago!
You could get jumped for that flag homie...
That means you should hop like Mario!
I've evolved eons beyond y'all
I got that Anunnaki-Flow!
I have to beat 'em
See the savage feedin'
Im actually beefin'
I eat 'em
I dont have a reason
Crafting these classic masterpieces
Cats are bleedin' when the masters speakin'
I'm sprintin' straight at you leapin'
Crackin' things like you decided
To scrap with Liam Neeson in a glass Museum
You actually thinkin' you can win?
Man, you rappers dreamin'
You'd rather sleep in!
Man, it be
Sad to be
Anyone on the receiving end of these raps that he send!
He sinned by spittin' this rude
Stick it to you, fool...
This is my queue!
Every word that I've written is definitive proof
I literally live in the booth!
This the reason you dont want a feature
Cus I'm sicker than you!
Doesn't really matter if I win or I lose
Cus it's still the sickest entry. Man, this is the truth!
Push you down a massive hill, like you Jack and Jill
Maybe blast the steel
Got your wife eatin' Plan B pills like they're Happy Meals
Thats a fact for real
I hope you slip on a banana peel, and land in a cactus field
Get killed, and vanished
Or fractured, and damaged without a fraction of an actual chance to heal!
(Outro)
I need to win this cash, cus I need to...
I need to get a camera still
