Tekst piosenki
[Verse]
Out the five-foot beaker leaks my genus
The seeker of the meanest speaker, the keenest learner, put him to Bunsenbrenner
One of our Brontosaurus scores forged the Eyes of Horus
G7 serenade the sun, otherwise he’ll ignore us
Bakin’ the wake of my heater, Peter Pan couldn’t follow this lead of speed
Feeding the needy, his part of procedure
Via the speakers bleedin’, Zeroh non-human or creature
Reach to the other side, you’re aliens, hey, great to meet ‘cha
Discretely retreat to lands submerged deep beneath the ether
Crumblin’ herb, word to the meter, we smokin’ that reefer
Keep for hash the lethal dash and put Earth in reverse
As you rehearse the worst verse ever played on your iTunes
The [?] fumes line the inside of your eye wounds
My womb, spiritual high noon, time to fly, boons
We off, the brutal dog, this league can suck it mane
Only a cosmic lists the goals in my bucket’s frame
Yuck, I’d say I’m hardly artist
But the verses I disperse are by far the furthest left
Right minded, I define the line between “just like everybody else” and “one of a kind”
Essentially, I’m nothing but this physical form
But authorially I’m one of you and I chose to preform at the best
Never [?] through work I’ve been able to put all that I imagine on a table like most niggas should
I don’t know what they doin’
I feel like rap is a joke and I’ve been born to see they make it how my whole life ruined
I’m at the precipice at which we all see change
Tippin’ on tightropes, hoping my strides are not in vain
Mother you don’t know pain, you see my mane a bit, its limitless
If it be if I keep dreaming and still see no change
I’ll go fucking insane, AWOL, Apeshit
Absolutely Looney Tunes, this time the government won’t be to blame
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