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(Verse 1)

I’m the top shelf take it straight, no chaser
You can be replaced with a case of Shafer

I disseminate phlegm, the can taste and savor
Forget the stakes, I don’t got a wage to wager

This shit don’t resonate with the neighbors, I can’t relate to the Quakers
I won’t exchange any favors, I’m a deranged entertainer

Who’s desolate, I’ve estranged every stranger
His savior’s labor didn’t take place in a manger

I’m on that eighth of an acre estate in our nature
Where you find hate with a taser

You can’t debate that you’re braver, then quake as you waver
What a piece of cake, I want Frazier

His anger came from a keg full of Jäger
That behavior made me take your Integra

I’m on a pace to endanger
That’s why I came to the rave with a razor

Ready to engage ya, brought grenades to the rager
Set to detonate, turn the place into vapor

They don’t desecrate the creator, they crave the crusader
Praised defecation on paper

(CHORUS)

Withdraw, cause ya’ll boring me
Sick bars, that need quarantine
Pigs called, I’m disorderly
Pissed off, and ya’ll ought to leave

Arguably the hardest emcee
Who’s as raw as me?
With smarter artistry that started at the pharmacy
At parties I’ll be chewing trees until it’s hard to see
I disregard this harmony, so withdraw far from me

(Verse 2)

Just leave me alone, I just want to be on my own
Retreat to my zone with trees that are grown from home

You see that I’m stoned? I love being unknown
Not gonna Tweet fucking geeks, I ain’t speaking to drones

Your clan ain’t moguls, my camp might roast you
If I don’t see you ogle, then buy bifocals

This damn guy’s boastful, I stand by vocals
Until you fucking get it, I’m anti-social

Say I lost my mind? Fell off my grind?
Go ahead, cross that line

You ain’t cancerous, you’re all benign and far too kind
Your sub-par rhymes should depart these minds

The underground’s crowded, they must be doing cow shit
I’mma be around until your outfit is ousted

’Til I surmount it, the Caltech endowment
The sound that arouse your nostalgia, espouse it

(CHORUS)

(Verse 3)

Last time for addendums
This the shit that I prolly should mention

My last venture was an adventure
I designed an invention, some of you would call it Divine Intervention

But I despise the attention
Recognize that I thrive off dissension

There’s a differential, you have to mention
I am in Mensa, take offense to every fragmented sentence

I took a drag off a bag that was wet, hence
Forget rehab, now he has independence

I’m sick of rap, they just grab for the templates
You rainbow fags clash with a tempest

One verse, see your bubble burst like appendix
Friends pissed, should amend for my pens ink?

Coke heads, I don’t care what none of them think
Bitch I’m on my tenth drink

(CHORUS)

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