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[Verse 1] I'm about to go off on a tangent Each line I write is a new love letter from Manson Imagine me factoring out The hate from this math equation Me blowing up a hospital patient I cause rotations and I'm outstanding Cuz this genre won't let me in I stand out But you back down (woah) I don't mean you're back down as in you we're down before and got back up I mean back up It's for your best interest Mans vicious In this position, I was appointed Call the damn bishop (oh!) Hip-hop is mumbling I'm done with it These bloodsucking leaches Only just end up cum guzzling (oh yeah) Oh fuck it I'm juggling These rhymes like tennis balls As an up and coming artist I find myself often functioning Better under pressure or I'm a diamond cuz I'm just shining But right now I'm in the rough And I'm gonna go fucking sick (yeah) Lamar Odom that Khloe shit Tristan Thompson, I'm name dropping No flame stopping Get eight watches Wetter than a three-point shot by Klay Thompson Get the gauge cocked Aim at your face And make a fucking brain socket Deranged stop it The ladies watching They'll think you're odd then I'm more than odd bitch I'm outta pocket I pick a line and do it like Apollo Robbins Just that quick I picked your pocket I took your watch and hope too All while you wasn't watching (woah) I may be crazy Y'all too sane for me Lately, I been debating if I should Take 8 ladies by the braids and Brazenly diss them repeatedly And die cuz I shook em so fatally Tenaciously pulling out all their anal beads Fuck what they got to say The devil came out to play The wickedest rhymes displayed Offend a mom when I hit a page I must got a code to the safe Don't compare me to a bitch liken me to Dr. Dre Pure greatness amazing Martin Scorsese I'm a wolf Wall Street journalist Blood gurgling Terms to get me in trouble with Every authority figure But a shit is not what I give a fuck, neither I'm the second coming of Jesus like I'm just the one to succeed him Bitch, I'm the GOAT ha! Sike this ain't even close To my full potential Elevate a mental Meanwhile, their mental elevator been full I mean a capacity tragically You laugh at me Then I'll decapitate your aunt Cassidy Bitch, I'm pissed Don't see an MC this Evil distinguish Me from the collection My own section The model you are is defective No more repping you're ejected I'm cutting you straight out this bitch like a C Section (yeah) [Bridge] It's simple really Uncivil clearly Why must they giggle queerly Like I'm an official And they are crippled These lyrical extendos A safety hazard the air outside my window I'm just always an issue You'd know if the devil had sent you A mind I'm out that Brain cells I might've lost that Choke you with a hanger until your lights go black Fuck it I'm Michael jack! On fire My final act Involves me taking spinal axes And Introduce them to ax season! (yeah!) Wait did that even make sense It could've Might've just flew over your head Like a Boeing 7 5 7 Or a fucking jumbo jet Watch what you say to me Or You might end up with karambit Slicing your fucking neck [Bridge 2] So fuck the disrespect This project is the next step To me getting your last breath And pissing bitch you're subject To my immaculate stone cold verbosity What I embody is great You embody my ejaculate Well fuck what the hell can they say to that I may be black yup I'm dark I love it I'm your girls favorite type of coffee and honestly She's always been all on me Tryna get something out of me My father would be so proud of me Oh a hoe never that Remember that Method man blaring all in the system that I don't have I treat you like a coat rack Throw shit on you And you stay there for when I come back [Verse 2] Bitch I go spastic On a track like a math wiz I'm fantastic you're great that's sarcastic Like I mastered This shit My vocab is Off this earth like ET's vernacular Sniper scope When I die every mic gets cold Cuz there's no one that can light it up like me no more Like bitch don't fuck with a flow That's about your level Cuz even when the smoke settles It'll be a hazard zone I'm prone to being an uncontrolled animal I'm so evil and amicable You feel quite ambivalent You can name me Hannibal Lecter with scissors dissect you Bicep rep flex to stick shit together flex seal Matter of fact The ones that can't rap Are stupid they let all of that jewelry shit outta they traps Like fuck it I'm mad I'll take Gina Valentina Into my sex arena And teach her karma sutra And put my subpoena in her bulimic throat And feed her coke I mean I hope Well That's what makes it so difficult after all A fiend for the Adderall My dreams have all involved Me putting my penis on the cerebral of Lena Paul Beginning her menopause By sticking a meter long Yardstick in her dark tent With Forrest Gump in her tryna find his way out it I never think about it I just quick insult Offenders and they kinfolk Centered on they windows In an orange coat Rapping over this shit gave me sore throat I teleported home so I can get my syringe for The death choke [Brdige 3] Bitch, I present such a major risk Like a PowerPoint Get it? They call me dangerous I'm all alone and I'm floating Above a ocean Just coasting With my homie Moses To open it for me I'm low key A trophy So lonely Cuz nobody can touch me Cuz if they try they get burned Meanwhile, I'm standing here soaking like [Verse 3] The water is frozen don't join me Imma walk across it Like em says he did with Beyoncé And Kanye in Africa Wearing a Maga Hat Or Nick Cannon with the Mariah Carey tat Please don't get mad though Cuz these are all just facts Kendrick Lamar the lyrical god Lyricisms dearly departed I'll resurrect it for sure With my 16 album With three thousand hours put into it Every rhythm is intimate I could be spitting lyrics so infinite I'm just penning these sentences With my life form all up in it Cuz no one can a stop menace On a path where he's finally winning Unlike his childhood spending Every minute in his bedroom Hoping he could make it in this music business!