Too Slow

[Chorus]
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)

[Verse 1: Term K]
Ha, theoretically illiterate
Literally hypothetical
Chemical dependency, the referee is giving me a double technical
You better bet there ain't nobody better
Whether rain or sunny weather, pen an open letter
Been alone, forever be alone, me and being lonesome hella go together
The abominable diabolical
It's a monopoly, I got a monocle
Been at the bottom feedin' with the bottom feeders
A lobotomy is not a reason to cry
Finally got a piece of the pie
I've been seekin' the secret to life
Keepin' in mind, please be advised
Young and freaky people need not apply
Hyperbolic unapolagetic
With the right amount of homicidal
I'ma fight a title fight tonight
About to win the bout upon arrival, save you
Live by the gun, die by the gun
Wish that it was, cry 'cause it ain't
Live like a bum, die like a bum
Did what I done, tried to explain
Hiding in plain sight
Right under stage lights
May bite, you'll be writhing in pain
Ain't like it, then file a complaint
Why you wanna be a wannabe?
I wanna beat it out of you
I really truly wanna
Gotta do what I gotta do
Bobby Booshay, medulla oblongata
I got a tendency to be the pest
The complexion of a deity
A reflection of my enemies
Wasn't ever what it seemed to be
I got a tendency to get upset and mean, I'm seeing red
I never even realized, a million centuries ahead of everybody
Got a tendency to speak a mile a minute, woo

[Chorus]
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)

[Verse 2: Acumental]
Couldn't win a race, look me in the face
Put me in the game, coach
Foes brittle, finna break bones
The flow bitter, got your brain froze
So folks shiver when I play shows
I'm cold, drippin', get a raincoat
Both swimmin' to the same boat
We're no different, gotta go get it
Gotta prohibit what I hate most
On a roll, living in the moment
I'm finna blow any minute
Gold in my ticket
No limit to my bankroll
I'ma lay low for a bit
Not a know-it-all but I came close
Plain clothes in the whip on my way home, stickin' to the main roads (Oh)
Never been the one to beat around the bush (Nah)
Say my name, say my name
When I come around you better keep it on the hush
Never in a rut, always in a rush
Roll with us, leave opponents in the dust
When I put the pedal to the floor
This ain't a battle, it's a war
For the record, Acumental settle any score
Better than before
End of the performance, I bet they're begging me for more (Woo!)
Weather any storm like Magellan (Oh)
Soar like a 747
Clever and poetic with the rhetoric
I'm ready for impending Armageddon
I don't edit what I said
To my credit, if I ever said it then I meant it (Woo!)
You're pathetic
Take you to the medic when I put your head up on a plate
Everything is great
Aided and abetted, Term and Ac indebted to the game
Get the fame, get the cheddar, get the cake
Get the bread, I'm 'bout to bake it
'Bout to break it with the fellas
Labeled as a menace
Rake it in, I bet you'll never be the same

[Chorus]
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)

[Verse 3: Jarv]
Oh no no, not again, break in the mix
Nathan is so amazin', it's sick
What I'm sayin' is I ain't never felt pain from a foul vagrant as this
Makin' 'em sit quietly, abide my every wish
Hey little bitch
I ain't R Kelly but I'm tellin' you
When I'm on the mic, I be takin' the piss
[?] takin' it literal
Fuck conservatives and liberals
Hey, it's political, no it's not
I don't give a fuck, I just like talkin' that shit
If you're smarter than a fifth grader, why you always actin' like a little kid?
With tantrums at random
Tantric sex with phantoms at operas
Oprah does lots of drugs (What? Huh?)
I don't know
Dude's got a scattered brain
Rocking boat shoes
And a pocket chain
Eatin' soul food
With Natalie
Portman
Hair when she had it shaved
Headin' V for Vendetta
Head look like a goddamn fuckin' knot
Now I'm gettin' kinda hot
God, I prolly oughta stop
Call a doctor or the coppers
Give me chocolates and a whopper
I'll be outside of your mom's house
With a flamethrower in my boxers
Helicopters overhead overheard what I said and they said
"Absurd, how could anybody say such things?"
Pissed on the lawn, flipped 'em the bird
Then your mom caught a low five
Straight to the derriere
Then I went for the high five, ha bitch, psych
Fingers through the hair

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Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)
Up high (Up high)
Down low (Down low)
In the middle (In the middle)
Too slow (Too slow)