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  • Dm

  • Am

  • C

Verse 1
Dm
Once again, yeah, you know who it is
Let me start off by saying,
it's about to get utterly ridiculous
Real lyrical, you feel me?
So get ready for the crash landing
of a man that's outstanding
Slap a track like getting
your jaw backhanded
The artist paint metaphors on flat canvas
This here just get branded in
you like a fraternity symbol
Name tag is burnin' it in
you with the tip up
Hot as a burnin' ember, you whip up
Am
All crooked, can't stay straight
Dm
I spit it hard and y spit it
soft as baked cake
Ahead of you suckers behind like a day late
I say rhymes worth the
fortune of the pay rate
Bill
Gates gettin' money on his payday
Haters get these nuts
like unwrapped paydays
Even in my heyday, let's say 8th grade
I've been fly like
Rudolph and
Santa on they sleigh
Day by day basis, I write pages
The lines heated as deserts with no oases
Flow so crazy, weak dudes, flow so basic
You ain't even so -so, okay or maybe
Hey, get your tapes ready to take these
Bars you hearin' that stick to the track,
I duct tape
Am
I rock rattle when I shake the bells
Dm
My punchline's hot enough
to be placed for sale
The bid on in the auction
Am
to the highest bid
Dm
Blowtorch wrapped at a
Friar wig, I said
I rock rattle when I shake the bells,
my punchline's hot enough to be placed for sale
The beard on and the arcs into the highest bed,
blowtorch wrapped at a fryin' whiz
Yeah, you got the groove,
MCs, freeze
Aight, I'm back to it,
let it burn, light a match to it
Act up to it, dawg,
I'm bringin' that crack music
You got the groove,
MCs, freeze
Aight, I'm back to it, let it burn,
light a match to it
Packed up, do it dawg,
I'm bringin' that gray
I feel my emceeing skill is finished
Am
Dm
That's the day I take teeth
advice from a three -tooth dentist
I eat up quicker than
Am
TV dinners
Dm
Send a signal when I spit without the use of a
TV antenna
Repeat me and your
CD spinners
I stand like a
TV image with three
Indian tenants in it
Am
I torch with wrong and so forceful
Dm
The force feel like you got kicked
by the hooves of horses
Other rappers than I are born with
Hearing them boring,
predictable rhymes
Phony as a signature fortune
I don't spit a portion,
I spit a full -drawn portrait
Like a small sketch where the
artist is drawing them
When I start flowing, I start forming an aura
The color of coals and driving courses
Along with the squads and the bosses
As we all try to rise up,
sort of like folks on forklifts
We all stay lower than a dwarf's torso
You small as dwarf clothing, I'm a cobra
Spit venom tough as cobalt, hold up
Am
Dm
Shut your blowhole up or get
dropped in a hole
That'll close shut like all doors
when the store closes
C
Dm
I'll take four doses of that flow potion that
Am
keeps me going like four wheels rolling
Dm
I be proofing flow, get a four doses
Yeah, you got the groove,
MCs, freeze
Dm
Aight, I'm back to it,
let it burn, light a match to it
Act up to it, dawg,
I'm bringing that crack music
You got the groove,
MCs, freeze
Aight, I'm back to it, let it burn,
light a match to it
Act up to it, dawg,
I'm bringing that crack music
You
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