Gaijins

[Miscellaneous (Chill Bump)]

Yo, Rhino, ASM, Youthstar, Chill Bump, Come On.

Let’s keep it funky, Rick James
Life’s a freak and I get brains
Exchange fluids, till I get some dick pains
Then paint the sheets with semen and shit stains
I, been building my name, for as long as I’ve been in the game
I got a one dollar bill in the frame, I’m getting paid
Y’all on Minimum wage, in your small limited lanes
I’m Lebron James, I am Mike and you’re DeAndre
Who want play, and who can ball ? prove me wrong, hey !
I’m loony Kanye, feuding on Sway,
You can all hate and boo me off stage. screw what y’all say.
I screw these groupies on Yay
Sprinkle lines on their titties then I do he salt-bae
I turn your city to a fuming Pompei
My verse is gritty I could do this all day, mother fuckers
Who’s up next? Huh ?

[FP (ASM)]

God, damn this is nasty, packing that weight that’ll damage a taxi
Fatter than ass cheeks, caliber that of Kardashian back meat,
More like a Rhino with Elephantiasis,
Swell up with niceness
Fellow beat makers catch serial crises,
While checking my side kick in televised hi-jinxs,
Ey yo
Hell of a likeness to priceless,
Elegant highness of Gaijin’s
Tinnitus ringing, the syllables swinging,
Till billions and billions of children be singing it
Killing them, like Killian, be flipping with the scissor kick
Can I get a “Dinninit”,
Internet, anyone, bigger soon than everyone,
Kill the groove and let it run
Send her through and get her done

[GREEN (ASM)]

Send them in, one fine line up for your eminence
If any display irreverence, expulsion for good from the tenement,
Lovecraft supreme, the benevolent,
And he’s been up in the lab assembling
Cold raw, both my mum’s and pop’s and Biggie foresaw
That it’s all about the Benjamins,
That’s resonant, from the sediment,
Tapped into the source and it never ends,
Unlimited steam from the void, ha
Part Pink Floyd, part Sigmund Freud,
Analyst mode, guzzle gallons of gold,
FP in the cut get the cannabis rolled
Rhino the unanimous G.O.A.T,
Jade Amulet wrote that to nourish all the cancerous souls

[YOUTHSTAR]

Man a snake charmer, rap farmer in the game,
Got no whip but I'm from the city
Where the people put the llamas on the tram and train
I get brain off ya bitch man the girls insane she needs taming
I ain't claiming I'm facts stating, its aggravating, don't be hating,
It's on that bitch that you be dating,
Better off fuckin with some rave ting
With the face down arse up bullying the gash ting
Splatter in the face and when her pussies getting battered,
Yeah I know she's kinda backwards but to me that doesn't matter,
Man ill ram her with my hammer faster than a fucking cheetah,
I'm like he-man banging she-ra in a castle like a leader
With my sword up in the sky and she be screaming out for Youthstar
I'm the muthafuckin double timing rhymer in this bitch
With the ASM and Rhino, Miscellaneous my click
And anybody wanna bring it with these Ex pats
Suck my….