7 months ago

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{BEAT 1}
You don’t know the rounds I got on my belt, waist and cartridge
Be carcinogen bringing carnage in my wake carcasses
Laying eyes upon a god and feast on my garden of Eden
Eat from what I’ve garnered it’s an honor, built from waste and garbage

It’s a given you’re gonna give in, I’m grinnin’
Say your gifted, got no grit lose grip gets grimmer
Listen sport, your buggin’ like British play any track you hear crickets
I go monkey like gibbon, tear you ribbons,
Miss on MIDI shit not hittin’ should stay hidden,
Get privy to this shit get the dickin’ is a privilege (“oh no he didn’t!”)
No did he, ain’t kiddin’, flow dirty, Flint Michigan,
Want different? Take your mint and finish it,
I ain’t finished yet, they speak rap like sims,
I cook turn heat to shorts, eat it simpsons, guess they sick of the gibberish,
In a similar sense

I’m cooking up instacup
Raw man no pasta,
I got sauce that gon build the gut
Lots hot non-stop spill with no filter on
Listen up I spit and you lick it up
Scrap half my lines cuz I rap too tight
Write too much, can’t fit enough
Take a whiff what I got whippin
T tip of the top kitchen
Don’t gotta do clean dishes, it’s
D uh d delicious
Sip every last drop of the pop and leave missin’
Leave bones don’t need wishes
I rip ‘em and keep sizzlin’

Skinny girl on my dick like bitch get your nutrition
Chick be strippin, shit, she needa get some chicken strips in
Still I’m double dippin,
Saliva be drippin,
Suck like she starving you know what I’m doing more than tipping
Fat girl squelin’ piggin’, givin’ me lip quiet no kissin’
Tryin’ every position ‘cept the kitchen sink, let it sink in
Big Gulp drinkin,
Fried, wingin’ it
Want it like McGriddle, but I need a break fast, extra large meal outta commission

I write sentences in seconds and then mind skipping ahead again
I don’t see me in your mentions cuz if I did I’d be ending it
Red lining repetitions repetitive,
Send me messages sensitive
Fuck consensus I’m competitive
Killing ‘til the census is single digits
I’M TICKIN’ T TICKING THE CHECKLIST
Kid i- k kid is so reckless
Restless, no sedatives
Hear the inflection?
No medicine for infection
Got em choking, epidemic no EpiPen
Jaw broken open send them dentist check in

I see these bills can’t control my temperament
Let him in, no Eric I’m entering
Decision executive no simple sentiment
Taking over this town kick em out no settlement
Betterment of the game bet your hands I know I’m better than
No brand but they remember man,
No band but I’m gettin fans, air that gon never land
Spit Nairs cuz I split hairs and get every strand
Heartless no tin man, strawless with whit man,get it in late night shows through the letters man
Your wills paper thin, watch out don’t let guard down
I kill on often, since I’m a warrior, Wilt Chamberlain
You can’t play a game with him, deal out several L’s a day yet you don’t know the state I’m in
Wait a minute

In the beat’s remembrance I give weekly memberships to these dismemberments
It’s apprenticeship, practice penmanship
I see no semblance of thought in your sentences
Better quit blending in, actually get letterin’

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