Step Down
• Written by Lowercase-G
Better men don't exist,
they just resist an existentialist lyricist.
they pissed they missed their chance to get nearer this.
You can try to mirror this but I am peerless,
as a whack, white rapper conspiracist
What is this? fear? it is, I'm a terrorist, if you're curious
This is my business, changing opinions with words injurious
Often times you'll find within my mind is a furious tendency
To offend pussies and hate idiots stupendously
I'm a venomous enemy with this pen you see
You seek to be, someone who is half as good as me
But that's what you'll never really believe
You couldn't begin to conceive; you're sterile
Try thinking dirty every once in a while
Otherwise learn to step down with a smile
From the podium that you've been allowed to defile
You think you're slick? Well, I'm sick of the way that you spit out your bile
They're killing my nerves, with the lyrics they serve so infantile
Better men don't exist,
they just resist an existentialist lyricist.
they pissed they missed their chance to get nearer this.
You can try to mirror this but I am peerless,
as a whack, white rapper conspiracist
Step down from the lecturne
Hannibal lecter's here to learn from my lecture
I'm the elected official of dispersing conjecture
Dispensing theorems on biological architecture
Dissecting for nothing more than pleasure
I like to explore the minds of every prefecture
Geographical tastes with southern comfort
Goes down smooth like with a buttery texture
Just ask yo girl the next time she refuses to suck ya
What it tasted like when I made her forget ya
And how good it felt when I penetrated her rectum
Said that's one thing shed never let ya
Don't be jealous, just go get better
I'm sick and demented with or without wealth huh
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Lowercase-G
Member since December 14 2016