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Man I almost forgot how to utilize my brain for this rappin stuff dawg

Hol up I think I got it……

Watch this

 

Shut up! Shhh I’m remembering something!

Oh yea that’s right, I’m freestyling and crunking

Running my tired feet into the ground

I’m Tireless, while driving my flint stone, feet + the ground

Watch ya tone, don’t flinch or ya jus might break a bone

Don’t condone violence, but when a situation get tense

I tense up, and flex out, y’all think yall know me? Correction!

I stand correct never corrected, I ace all my quizzes

But I’m never tested, question why you missing

My text message, hit yo line you gon see me on yo caller id

I see your meaning, you mean to call me out

But you can’t, you ain’t got my number

You can-not cuz I got a burner

Can’t call my dawg, cuz I got another

Give it to him, like I’m giving out my dollars

I’m homeless cuz I gave all mine to the homeless

Jus talkin out my neck cuz I don’t have on my necklace

Chaining myself down cuz I’m very reckless

Never crash my cars, I call that very wreckless

Oh wait I can’t call anything, I ain’t got no service

Hmm something ain’t right

I gotta call someone about this

 

 

Thank you for your service, now double tap your noggin

I’m crawling cuz I know that they are packin

Heatin up the surrounding area like Pakistan

I would say I pac-a-stan bigger then Taylor’s fans

But that’s too average, instead my dawg

Gon divide you by two and add pie to the mix

That’s 3.14 divided by savages

Now that’s a lot of damages

You’re gonna need a lot of bandages

Look at me crazy like i talk multi-languages

I’m sorry I had to bring that bar back

It’s too cold for me not too

It’s too cold for me to not rap too

Sorry if I got you wet, my faucets broken

So I’ve been dripping lately

All this ice turn my breathe real frosty

Dippin my fries in it, like I’m at Wendy’s

Down the street is where I do my dirty laundry

My lawn wet so I leave it to dry

On my side, it’s still not greener

I’m not nice, I still get meaner and meaner

Call me Mr clean, cuz my fits get cleaner and cleaner

Im not done, cuz I’m holding it down

Look like a sad clown, wit a mean frown

Look wat happens when you don’t bow down

I get up sunrise, and give up a sundown

Touchin my pillow, like a touchdown

The eagle has landed, touchdown

Shhh here they come

Press B to crouch down

Get quiet, get real low

Cuz if they catch you, is so

They’ll know, ur not alone

And chase me, and I really don’t feel like running

I’m lazy, so imma jus go home

And la yon my couch

Dawg I told you to crouch

Now they got the hounds

Letting off rounds

Got you scared like a crow

Sounding like a clown

 

Look

I don’t make inspirational rap

I make raps that’ll take ya spinal

And snap ya back, like Bane did Bats

I’m the difference between real rappas

And beat talkas

You tryna sound like me, you a skin walka

Ya buddies dead, I don’t want you around me

You lethal company

I’ll 1 v ya whole battalion like a Skywalker

Keep talkin, can’t stand like the Paralympics

Shoulda turned around and kept walkin

Now that you done, I’m done talkin