Nothing but malaise filling my days
It has my soul in a funk and my mind in a haze
All I can do now is rhyme 365 ways
Leave the past behind like Bob...
I'm number 1...not 2, not 3
Not 4 not 5, ya'll can't see me
Like you been implanted with Ray Charles eyes
When I blow I want my cars racialized...
I'll spit overtime 'til I blow my voice box out
'Til my driver in the garage pull my Rolls Royce out
I'm sicker, deliver messages quicker than email...
This invitation goes out to all that wanna challenge
Swift enough to kick a Trumper out his New Balance
Let's go toe to toe, we'll really see who's...
I spit til the mic's irreparable
Ya'll gon' recite each line like a Jesus parable
Don't dare move against me, cuz I'm irascible
Ya crew pales in...
What is death? Just a passage to the other side
And I hope it's at least worth all my given tithes
Most people live their lives, completely in denial...
Pearls before swine, a bum downing fine wine
Small dick for a bad dime, choke when it's rap time
Ain't none of that shit you could ever get from my...
The battery in my back's powered by solar energy
Which makes me an android-like type entity
To combat the days of ever-upgrading weaponry
More skill than a li'l bit for you idiots
Ya'll sharks, so get ya bites on and mirror it
How I come up with this? Indeterminate
My bullets bend...
putting you inside a can,.. with the mic inside my hand,../
From a distance I can see the promised land
Running towards it like I'm a hunted man
I was birthed to ball, guns no Nerf at all
Ya'll the type to look for chicks when you circle malls
So pathetic, rhymes connect with minds kinetic...
A Prodigy at causing Havoc, I spit berzerk
Cats claim they put in work, but it's from TaskRabbit
LOL, so silly, tricks are for kids
I give you food...
I spit deft to the depths of death, with wretched breath
Left a mess within every second left
Rappers stressed, looking like the next to press
Out to make it post-haste, get it shaking like earthquakes
As I dine on wild salmon slow baked, fuck you snow flakes
Behold grace, with a mask on, so...
Reign on my parade? You'd need the crown for that first
Critics in the stands grillin' me like I'm the worst
Like I'm the one getting money while...
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