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[Verse 1: Dratchface]
I may be conscious in a stream, but at least I have my dignity
If Aesop spat o’er Dawson’s strums, he’d probly rock some shit with me
We gotta be tight, me, Rock, Ali, Shady, El-P
The soldering lightning chops tall trees, baby, tell me
I strap the tracks down like the roof of a car
The truth of the Czar, and proof of the art
A troop from the start, like Gloop in the arm or the heart
Hard arteries dark, just part of the charm, I’m already gone
Flyin’ like an eagle through the gates of Mordor
Acting like a jerk, like the act that poor dorks need porn for
And in a minute, I’m spinnin’ a joke for the folklore
MC’s sucking dicks and choke more than a coke whore
The rap battle fist, don’t try to saddle this catalyst
While I rattle this off like it don’t even matter, bitch
Had a bit of a spat with a chap named Lazarus
I’ve had it with this attitude of rap that says I’m bad at it











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