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[Intro]
Yo, uhh…
I can’t record this, well
I can’t record it but I can say it perfectly
I can rap it perfectly when I’m not on the mic actually recording
It’s pretty retarded because I’ve been sittin’ here
Trying to record this and get it just right
Umm… It’s just a freestyle I was dared to kick at work
I thought it all up, got it all wrote down
And my phone keeps vibratin’ and y’all keep hearin’ it
Cause it’s sittin’ right next to the mic
Anyway I hope this… y’know the quality sounds good
I’m on a Macbook Pro mic, uhh
I don’t have a moniker and I’m about 30 seconds in
And I haven’t said a bar yet so, here we go uhh
Yo, *clears throat*
[Verse 1]
I am sicker than a man with wicker baskers filled with acid
Droppin’ like mollasses onto where your wave cap sits
Homie, I am sicker than a senior citizen with an empty medicine cabinet
Yo, I am sicker than an Asian that doesn’t know what math is
And I am sicker than a man with no tonsils
In the hospital swallowin’ a small popsicle
Yo, this is the white suburban kid’s gospel
This is part four of Hostel
My style is illogical and my thought process is impossible
To understand that I am a pharaoh
Makin’ moves like De Niro
I am a marksman sendin’ words at you like arrows
And I am the art you see in the murals
I get dollar, make it plural homie
I am judge, jury and executioner
Abusin’ ya, spittin’ unholy rhymes call me Lucifer
Doin’ 95 in my Lambo just cruisin’, yup
Homie, you’d be foolish to step against me
For I am not even an MC
I am Elohim’s prophecy with the power to destroy all colonies
I am a monster, I melt mics with my breath
Homie, P.L.U.R. and hip-hop to the death
[Outro]
Haha… *deep breath*
Okay, yo I said that really fast
I prolly got a work on my flow a little bit
Uhh, well let me know if you like that
Um, I don’t know, uhh…
I’m gonna upload this on Rap Genius real quick
Maybe get some annotations verified, who knows
Uhm, yep… yep…
Phone vibrated again, haha
Okay, I’m done, uhh…
Bye
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