Boots muddy, spit cruddy
Hella chubby but the humans still love me
See dunny, we elite type of funny
Flee the country with a wife and a hubbie
And dog and a cat and a bong and some wraps
When opportunity calls we do not call it back
Cuz weโre busy today and got a lot to unpack
And I ainโt doing shit until the song is intact
And it smacks like kisses, smash so vicious
These raccoon rap kids find Trash so delicious
rags outta riches, canโt master the scrimmage
And when gameday comes they get dragged to the finish
laughterโs a gimmick, I still laugh I admit it
I am at my limit with these trash ass cynics
Beauty is in the eye of the tiger king
Lucy in the sky with some guy and his hirelings
Quick hiDE my CD in your socks so your Pops donโt steal it,
Itโs going downโฆso tell me whatโs the point of kneeling,
Your ONLYFANS is filled with ones thatโs on the ceiling,
Whether planned or sleight of hand, Iโm an amplified villain,
I got a feeling, they copping pleas, it's all leaflets and broccolis,
I grind prophecies like coffee beans,
Never conceded, so when you read it, know the meaning, throw some shade under sage trees, now thatโs a palm reading, shit was genius...
I am Krillin to crews, receding hairs get confused, this force majeure, tour de force, contours like fossil fuels or...Come off like nudes in locker rooms,
Iโm double dealingโฆput on shows like vaudevillians, Rock arenas like Bobby Heenan, My tongue is Atila THE HUN, transmitted orally,
Generations before me pass my stories like the fleur de lis,
Youโre in the weeds, with an immortal beast, scribe lines aligned like double helix,
All these Lion Kings, guess who's getting hyena'd
๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐ ๐๐ซ
I been holdin my hand over my mouth for too long
Iโm an animal I canโt handle the urge is too strong
I been humble while watchin all of these rappers whoโs on put garbage on dope production and act like their gods
Donโt wanna see me crawl out the bottom of the pot
Iโm the illest inside the city the tour decides to stop
I donโt care if you get offended I know you prolly are, just a gimmick thatโs tryna fit in with all the othersโฆ.
I been grindin in the Grassy Knoll
Way past the offers of exposure now my head is blown
Do my little thing, get my cut, now Iโm headed home
Itโs a simple scheme whatโs the fuss lemme get my doe
Heres all of my info hit the Venmo, I shouldโve known to get a deposit from the get go but
Thatโs alright you live and learn some lessons in this shit hole
But never again will you pull the wool over my thick skull
๐๐ฎ๐บ๐ป ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ
You can find me in my headspace, ricocheting endlessly
pretend to be some semblance of independent for revery
with memories like sets of teeth carving reflective effigies
thereโs little left of me but a sentiment to forget to breathe
I mean, whatโs up, yโall
is it too late to become a legend before I fall off?
I call shots only after the pocket is filled up
And make a hell of a hit out of a rattle of tin cups
'cause I'm petty like Becc Buck and steadily get stuck
So justice is just me blindfolded with tits up
Told that it gets rough by those that don't know better, though
Don't desperately seek views approved by cisheteros
NOPE! Center frame on the idpol dance team
The type that'll flash flash fangs and make elephants antsy
Don't pretend the future's anything but brutal and nasty
What's a gender neutral term for queen bitch of the trash heap?
Cause that's me
๐ฆ.๐.๐.๐ .๐ข.
Waltzing, sorta off-beat,
Always revolving,
Hoarder, airing it out, but itโs only my laundry,
Orderโs never about, son.
Or so this has taught me,
Thatโs why I sonned myself right there in the barโs scheme,
Hooligan art geek but I ainโt fulla malarkey,
On some clichรฉ you-canโt-take-me,
Who, you and what army?
Bet you thought you had a leg since I was moving bizarrely,
Ever since I had a heartbeat, Iโd chew through the dog leash,
-usually a target, guess I was due for the long reach,
Business as usual, guess itโs nothing new when the laws cease,
Got the hunger of like two million zombies,
Future looks wonky,
Make some room, let the swamp breathe,
No more hockinโ loogies for hobby,
(my) Feet coming unglued from the concrete,
Cue the music from Rocky,
like din-din-diiiinnnn,
ooo, Iโm a bruise in your moxie,
Flow Disrespect,
My whole crew just be froggyโฆ
(ribbit)