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Party Invite [CSL Diss]

  1. //[0:03]
  2. Waitrose on The Rocks, thought, you'd date those on the clock uh,
  3. Full blood moon snails the horizon, maybe it's, retinal failure in the socket
  4. Don't poke ya eye out boy, right now goin', half ass crescent,
  5. Vulnerable to the bad man's presence
  6. Laugh track, buddy knows that Mav's that reckless
  7. Snack Pack evident, subtle dope like grand pap's medicine
  8. Make uncomfortable, don't back track like an adlib mention
  9. Hazard a guess he haphazardly attacks what threatens
  10. If he cooked, his look knows I took the cake thereafter
  11. I get cryptic to terrify, poetic stares warn my phrasing's candor
  12. I read people like a book and a tapeworm to paperbackers
  13. I break spines, y'all are hard copies of your favorite rappers.
  14. Like a student's quota, dude felt aura and hit the pages faster
  15. Nothing thought out from the top down in fallacious blabber
  16. Grade lower than ya aim with six 9's, can't even spray 1 blammer
  17. //(times that)
  18. You couldn't bear these offensive lines, if my name's Urlacher
  19. //(good times)
  20. Mentioned you, but never your name with grandeur
  21. //(know what time it is)
  22. Penciled you, "down for a fade" —famous last words
  23. //(demon time!)
  24. Hypervigilant hand, man, there's grace period to breathe
  25. I gracefully make Emcees fall from grace, period. I mean,
  26. Scratchin' your head if what I say's serious, or meme
  27. You and I in the flesh? You're Dead Internet Theory to me
  28. Add some flare to it in flavor, or fair it up to feigners
  29. Head's in the clouds, think that narrative's in favor
  30. 2 decade runs, and divergent parallels compare us;
  31. Y'all haphephobic pens to me, won't ever touch this
  32. Even though we got Infinity, in the middle of it..
  33. You liked that Egyptian scheme I set up? Alright
  34. 'Til you run dead presidents with Lord Omega
  35. On the mic, but if we both got bled up, tonight
  36. My passing would dwarf, suppress your's just like
  37. When CS Lewis and JFK croaked that November,
  38. They'd go together,
  39. Now everyone only remembers, 1 of them that died
  40. (Uh)

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