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Bullshit No. 1

  1. Yo, whassup? This is the eastside ghost here to speak easy
  2. Yo, yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
  3. y'know, we just chilling, we of the oaks to the hills, yeah
  4. All this is bullshit meant for fun when I'm bored
  5. And right now, I just got to kick it
  6.  
  7. Acting crazy like, on some Lord Byron shit
  8. Yall admiring, that's alright but stop rubbing on your clit
  9. And stop that G. O. A. T. speak, that shit don't jive with me
  10. Especially, because you gangly fucks pretend you're deadly
  11. Then you say "Oh my god, there's no way, you can't say that,
  12. that's crossing a line"
  13. Well fuck it, I just did, I'll repeat it many times
  14. Hip hop crimes
  15. Pass around the wine like I pass around dimes
  16. Smack you silly, missing from the city
  17. they'll put you on the milk cartons that kept your father busy
  18. Sure I'm a little cute, bitches call me betty boop a doop
  19. Still with that popeye vibes that pops your eyes from your head loose
  20. Still joining your parents' bedrooms, have your mother throating goose
  21. Loose rap, you can keep that, oh, keep that
  22. More experience with the pen than Stan Lee had
  23. I have absolutely no time for peoples' personal problems
  24. If you got them then solve em before you come here start talking
  25. I'm in no mood to tip toe around with pink pathers sounds
  26. So you can droop down like basset hounds
  27. Been cooking in the lab like I dexter
  28. But I write voodoo, so when I text her I hex her
  29. And there you are begging with a boombox
  30. But the turkeys already in the oven, yogurts already in the parfait boy
  31. wiping your snot away while I whacking on her face boy
  32. je ne sais quoi quality that makes her stay at my place boy
  33. But I'm gone at dawn, so come on and sing along
  34. This ain't rap, this is the execution of phony fiends
  35. On some get rich quick shit, by any means
  36. Give a fuck about them old sparkly awards
  37. Most these critics don't get to pick a hoe, but they can catch these swords
  38. Then They Like G.I. "After you made my day, hurts to know you're going away"
  39. Well if you wanted me to stay, you could tried to challenge me
  40. Like, bro could you try to fucking prove your position in the game
  41. Talking out your neck about your worth is in your chains
  42. But the point still remains where's your brains?
  43. Did it get evicted? Did it get beat up and convicted?
  44. Little bitch been a rich pimple with a switch
  45. You'd get popped on yo block, if your commune wasn't gated
  46. But no matter how much you close your ears, you still be forever hated
  47. As long as you still flex about that black girl you dated
  48. Needed to be validated, do you gravitated towards rap feeling fascinated
  49. Cause you cant divorce from origins like your parents did
  50. like your dad who beat you over the head with the bottle after every swig
  51. I'll be outside if you're man enough to fight me, bite me
  52. Cause you wanna be just like me, but you could never be on par with this quality
  53. Empty and lifeless, devoid of anything to talk about
  54. when you start running your mouth I know that's when to drown out
  55. the conversation, It's like I'm satan compared to you imps
  56. It's like you've never heard good rapping, well here's a glimpse
  57. got you quaking and shaking in your timbs
  58. limbs like noodles mixed around with flem
  59. Better than hundred percent of you rappers out here
  60. shit on your face like McGuire twins crouched there
  61. One step backward, one slip up
  62. I'll make sure your jig is up forever and that's a mighty long time
  63. God forbid the world doesn't have to listen to you anymore, what a shame
  64. Cocksuckers think they can put their name in the discussion
  65. When I could write their best shit when I'm having a concussion
  66. So much sucking like working the bon bon concession at the Eiffel Tower
  67. I could devour all of you, murder too, The world is ours
  68. But what it do? It's too easy, where's difficulty
  69. Fuck this shit, there's nothing worth while here besides ME

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