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I’m toxic, I talk sick
So listen up when I’m addressin all artists
Metrosexuals, put on your best clothes
Get your fuckin dessert before it gets cold
You got a flow of emotions, put a tampon in it
I want a presence on the show, not a phantom in it
I’m not in this to win fans in minutes
Opinions don’t matter so your mass is limited
Haters suck harder than a bitch with no gag reflex
Tryna hop on my dick when I put the brats to rest
Quit the foreplay this an orgy I’m your forefather
I’m hung like Christ, this Golgatha n I’m startin to feel like others are
My stunt doubles, I stunt doubles
I stunt growth, til all y’all are rough stubble
My style wild, so fuck critics
Makin hip music, so fuck with it
Haters are braindead, n suck whip-its
My hand is your ass like the muppets did
Tryna enter the minds of suffragettes
N club bitches, women usually the topic
Of all my gruelin intoxicated
I’m not just a rapper cat, put me in a box I’ll hate it
I’m a caffeinated alley cat
Rep where the Grassy valley at, it’s all blue grass
But the grass is greener
Hip Hop’s dead, they claim
They’ve obviously never seen
A wigger hyped on caffeine, so be patient
This is rapsturbation
Been called an asshole
Yeah right, I’m far from it, there’s a star comin
Don’t waste confetti cause I’ll blow up
People eager to slice, nobody wants the whole cut
I’m a monetosexual, call me Donald Trump
Multis and metas, be makin Colby and Feta
I got hybrid energy, I’m an enemy
Of any motherfucker tryna pressure me
Hide ya kids, hide ya wife, hide necessities
I’m all for actin calm but I got Hyde tendencies
I choke out a rhyme scheme, like why let it breathe?
Tread all fuckin over it like when I’m bike pedaling
Beatin a dead horse, put to sleep, my mic’s ketamine
Love’s a toll, wait six more years til I’m seventy
I was all pound and grind, but I found time
To style on the mic like Calvin Klein
Creative talent, tryna create a balance
Between personal issues and mad fuckin rhymes
I’m vibrant, I find my siphon
High violence, sci-fi in might and
Droppin verses hella weak, so don’t blame a spider
When I say the rap game is a pussy and I just came inside her
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