Sui Generis

Yo endless cypher take it all back

to when we didn't get so hyped up.

When we weren't so hyphie

when it wasn't wrong to worry about your wifey.

when you didn't give a shit 'bout your wee-fee

Or Wi-FI,

whatever,

I never really thought about it,

one or the other,

you motha's still fucking cryin' bout it.

Put on pajamas, your bed time is coming.

but we're keeping it loud

keeping the pronunciations cunning

cause the track keeps comin', someone left it running.

We're hittin you hard enough in the front end

to leave you left, stuck, wondering

if now's the time to cease your frontin'

Seize the day, walk away, make a career out of nuttin'

 

Lowercase G gonna sigh and then tell you somethin'

When I write, I listen to God's diary,

Uppercase G, who decided to try and sire me

Who cares if McDonald's won't hire me

I'm on fire, so heavenly

With the desire to spit specially

And make space just seem spatially void--

As a concept. That thing other rappers avoid.

At the onset, there was nothing, then boing!

It all clicked. Spring's pushing back

Against the winter y'all inflict, its time to convict

Yeah time for the colours to fall

When I use my voice to afflict and cleverly insult them all

Oh my goodness, the gall, of some silly fratboy

Pretentious know it all

To claim that he's hard, though he knows its just to stall

To ready his weapons, his words, and his balls

Getting ready for battling, the beginning,

I'm here to answer the call.

I'm sarcastic, witty and humble

Except when I fumble and get to feeling small.

But then I take my dick and fuck your mother raw