Tekst piosenki
[Diff Spec]
Every time
That I spin a vinyl
They say I
Rhyme for tha sake of rhyming
But if you
Divide every little line I spit
You will
Find that I might inspire
And now it’s Diff Spec
Diff Spec (x2)
Massively passive
You’re passing on battles-
Vag lips attached to a cat
And I cackle. I’m laughing
You’re adamant jabs
At my abdomen, aren’t shit
Aren’t they cowardice?
Get a back bone
Sack up and tackle a rapper
Jurassic a raptor
I’m rabid, you rabbit
Ataraxia activates
After attacking you
Smacking a faggot
Whose lacking immaculate —-
I’m off it, endorphins are coursing
Of course I’m recording my glory
And I’m killing apparently-
So I guess you’re an orphan
And then I’m morphing amorphously
But becoming torpedo
Aiming and claiming for fame
But changing the game as he plays
I pass a fist — At a pacifist!
Ask him if — having His ass kicked adds a tad bit of added risk
Inaccurate. Put an asterisk
Right after it. I mastered this
And i could Snatch ya bitch
Like Romeo~ mac-ing Capulets
But you can have the chick
I got a joke to write
I got some ass to kick!
Back up, get a little scoliosis
Back up or end up in a comatose
I’m rolling over ya
Like a stone or boulder and
I’m Moses
Holding fucking Golden ropes
To bust and choke ya throat
Until you croak I hope
You know in dope as coke
Hard to scope-
Like the pope
All cloaked up eloping bros
Cause god said nope!
Cause god said SO!
[Second Verse]
Second verse?
Same as the first
Meaning that I killed it
Put it in a Hearse
It’s a curse
Dad occurs to me
Mercing all the twerps-
In a burst
Of the worst
Of blood thirst
Since the first
Person murdered by a German
Working perfect
By da wording
Of asserting
Hitler’s world
I am heading to da top
You will not be coming
Like a little virgin girl, girl girl girl…
3 things I hate
Everything and anything and everything else
I’m all the rage
And all the rage is building up I’m letting it out
Get slapped in the mouth
Like a bout with a spouse
Who just walked up in the house caught you Cheating with house
Keeper freaking on the Couch
You’re a sour coward
Its our hour
Now the power
Is a louder howl
I’m a terrible werewolf
Careful I’m staring
Full moon glaring
Hair start standing
Pair pants tearing
Sparing rarely
Aware of yor where a bouts
Thinking bout bashing ya brains
Coming to tear them out!
I got the Coroners cornered
Uncork the coffin I’m kept in
Reaching dreams in record speeds
Like I’ll be sleeping in seconds
Like I’m a deacon or reverend
I’m Preaching speeches in reference
To seeking reverence through
Pressure wuh wuh wuh wuh wait a second—
Did you want something with substance?
Did you expect something funny?
I swear I’m not here for jokes
But Here’s a lyric satirical
Reverse Jason Collins-
I’m straight balling
Reverse Jason Collins-
I’m straight balling
This rap shits a calling
And you are Awfully appalling-
Reverse Jason Collins-
I’m straight balling
New kid and he’ll do shit stupid, abusing the music, I’m loosing at losing while choosing the boozing it’s soothing so sue me
Sue me
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