Punchlines

I'll be killin' the realest like the republic of china

recoup, realignin' the axis like US in this massive

Jacking off of the cops and robbers assault boxin'

in our thought and it's ominous, the stage of the game

like the boss battle's next to be played, lakes with the great

depths of a puddle, messes with our synapse's power

bathing in a yellow shower, cause I'm a chinese in the rain

that's using my brain, so the rest is deadweight

like a siamese twin, a one hit wonder

like a flyin' bee sting, music sure to irritate as i

plant the seeds for the future and irrigate

I feel it grate, you shaking your greatness

with angst and dread like that of a haitian

I can feel the hurting anus, burning ain't it

I've learned you claim it, to overcome your ho-and-hum

and be exciting, but I say you should take it like a ho and hum