Tedious

Shut the fuck up punk

 

I hate seeing people act all hard

Hard on the internet and hard behind bars

But in all truth, this man ain’t the half of me

He’s the wrath of me, the sea overlapping thee

He’s bigotry and lame all in the same seed

Brought forth from his shameful greed

This is what you call a waste of space so thank me

Don’t give me a thanks or a gift box

Just get off my spot and let me continue to rock

This junkies brains till he begs to give him restraint

Nah brother, go and lick ya own taint

Cuz this mane ain’t for simple rhyme playin

I’m the great mane, making super saiyan cave

Putting bodies like you into the morherfuckin grave

I’ll cave ya face with these bars I bring straight

And your crooked lines you bring to detonate

Is shitty cuz the wires been cuz from the bomb you placed

Nothing has even shook, not a soul thinks you great

You a person in need of a miracle to make it

So that’s why you fake it, front in all your pages

And if you got to lane switch, do it on the opposite side

Where you and other cars collide

That’s what I think of your bars, they should all die