Once Again

Poops - “Once Again”
[Emcee(s): Poops]
[Producer(s): FBoom]

[Verse 1: Poops]
Corny
Niggas I stomp on when I’m doing job, and me and
The kernel are in common ‘cause we were made to popcorns/pop corns. Niggas
Won’t dream since I came on the scene ‘cause they know I’m not the one
To sleep on, sexing the mic is how I get my freak on. After
I’m through with this, emcees’ll be pissed like they just got leaked on
Sleeping, yeah, let’s get deeper into that category. Niggas-
-‘ll fall out on a spiked mattress before they sleep on me
Now let me explain how much feature [?] that’ll have
[?] and be smoked. I know, for a fact, after my attack
A nigga is burned alive or is on stage, catching that heatstroke
From the hot shit that flow out of a human volcano when this
Emcee smoked. From the first time you listen, it’s an addiction
You’re under. The only way you could try not to suffer: if
There was a greater, safer, faster high discovered, so it’s a thing
That you should [?] or prepare your jugular
Sometimes, I feel I don’t know how to rap. The simple fact:
My shit don’t sound like that. I’m wrecking your style—throw in the towel. Set up
Dry your rap up ‘cause it just got wet up—drip after drip
Taking your mind on a journey of Poops’ ego trip hit after
Hit, flow blows real wide [?] Michel-
-angelo, Picasso, Leonardo da Vinci, you’re gonna
Need to simply mastermind and design a logo that’ll
Fit me. How about this musical violence too advanced?
The young jungle watch emcees hush, mumble who’s bust. When I punch ‘em
Too, I’ll have crushed knuckles. To play upon the Poops, you’re gonna
Need a stunt double. Like that, y’all