[Rabbit]
I'm a suicidal misfit
My rhymes are like hieroglyphics
Mind as complicated as biophysics
Stick in your mind like locusts
Get them off me(at)
Attack the beat like it's attacking me it's time to focus
They hate the fact I started to rap and so I wrote this
It's like hypnosis
When I snap you'll see ferocious
Your style is bogus, fuck with me well then you should know this
I'm the closest, product of Pac
Mixed with doses of Em & Nas
So when you cross me just know you're hopeless
I kill emcee's with words I speak so give them roses
Throw them down infron'a the camera pour funeral poses
Look at the rhythm, how smooth it is and how I flow with
The greatest like Biggie, beats not wasted, recycled for my purposes
Dopest lyrics, route one style
Going long, large and hard
As my woody in the King's char, haha {psych}
Angry Blonde I wanna in post her
13 years young Hailie Jade imposter
Got me fooled, fake or real
Makes to difference to how I feel
It's for real
Surreal dreams and deals with the Navy SEALs of the rap game
'Fuck how hoes feel'
Get fame, get money, get, play'n, get bunny, get trained, get hunnys, get slay'n
[Boy Voice] So how you gunna get her dawg? It want happen it's to hard
I'mma douse the flames of those who doubted me
Said I was worthless and won't get a chance with Hailie
Was sitting at home with my friends trigger and melee
Jamming out to Slim Shady
'Drving slower than an old lady
In and old 80 - 9'
Yealawolf-in
MVP is only where I'm placed in
Am what many morphins MC's would make
Dawrfing all competitors, competing for the creditors to be head and shoulders above the rest
You know I'm the best
Individual crest
Slapped on the Dallas Cowboy vest
A star, from a copper mine
Sweeney you've crossed the line, stole the clock you've, took my time
Sorry dude but I couldn't give a fly'n
Fuzz Scoota put the hooter on my voice
Now I've joined the 2.0 boys
You'll see how the Phantom rolls Royce
Cos you ain't fuckin' with Budden and the rest, they my home boys
Now y'all gunna say I ain't multisyllablistic
That I talk the wrong linguistic
That I'm Illuminati, yeah makes me ballistic
The basic bases of my rhymes exquisite
Rapid fire lead showers from my mouth gets all our tongues twisted
Like your knickers and sister's face when she was first be'in fisted
Going nuts cos you found out she was eating my Macadamia
Mark her daily pro
-tein rou-tine, most-ly
Chocking to death on nut
Mainly but, when she's asleep
Maybe her, dreams will tell'a m'uh
Brain was God-kissed
[God] I'll call this one Lewis
[Girl Voice] Oh so that's how he does it
[Boy Voice] Dragged that on a bit eh man?
[Rabbit] Perfection takes time...