Trick Dice

Enjoy a self inflicted "Vulcan Shocker"
Live long and prosper and do so with honor

But don't expect these prowlers with katanas to sponsor
(we're) too busy vexing karma to worry 'bout Beyonders

Sitting in a lawn chair, conjuring lava, Ala Kazam
Slam you on spikes, the dip in a Honda

Fitted with rocket launcher that only fires boxes of condoms
Laminate your johnsons

'cause any offspring calling your father is fodder
I'm Darth Vader in gators, you're ice skaters in otter

Facial expressions are lookin bothered at your concerts
Claiming that you got work, your weight needs spotters

On my collarbones are the mass of the throne
And I'm draped in australian koala fur, proper

Philosophers, sit back and chit chat
I'm in the world, trying to remix facts to get stacks, Holler

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I'm skating on thin ice
Flying with broken wings
And rollin wit trick dice

I'm making that big heist
Gripping God's coat tails
Making 'em flip twice

You can catch me pissin in the aquifer
Your mama lookin like Chewbacca mixed with Gossamer
You feel popular

'cause a Twitter follower swallowed ya
Giving you gonorrhea and cholera
Now wallow with the commoners

Monkey ass rappers need to change zip codes
Underwear, and shitty monikers
And get a new plan from guidance counselors

And follow ups, catch me in the parking lot
Fondling a model, windows fogging up
Cheers

Tall dark beers, you cloggin up ears with your hogwash
Resembling a wizard from hogwarts

Stalwarts think it's all mapped out
Get your heart snatched out then passed 'round
Wrong fork-prong on the map route

Raw short songs when I black out
Concussive forces, crush it snort it, record it

Reported, live from the barracks
Mac 'n' cheese, chicken, and spare ribs
Marvel at the cut of the rare jib

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