Polished
Like an Eastern European
You’re opening
Night, not
Admonished.
Godless.
I’m strong enough
Without it
I don’t need your strength lie
I’m human. Got it?
Like robot
But, floral
Can’t touch me
I’m coral.
Symphonies, Goro
Kombatting
With frequencies
Lifeless: immortal.
I’m diamond
You coal.
Share ciphers
With Cole
With Kanye
Got soul?
Got dough?
Get low.
Raised on myth
I’m a grown ass man
Braised y’alls briss
I don’t need your clan
Army of one:
Armed forceps
Flexed biceps
Triceratop triceps
I’m burdened
Not flightless.
Rap hip hop
No accents
I wore so many masks
I’m askin’
Who was I
That one time
Those Eras soaked
In social coats.
Paint brought me
Now I’m not me
Much better
Much,
Much better.
Something else all together
Can’t phrase me
Won’t phase me
Craze glaze me
Never lazy
Never shy
Don’t ask why
Link Navi
Like LISTEN!
Try forces
Game canons.
Bomb dropping
On Gannon’s
Front porches.
I’m like the USA
in foreign lands:
No apparent way
Your a gay
From Uruguay
I’m CIA
So get AIDS.
when you get laid.
Can we rap about something nicer?
Like chicken DNA splicer
Modified ironics
Blast class iconic.
Shiny cars
And superstars
And white picket fences
In green yards.
My pesticides
leave Insects defenceless
I’m apocalypse
I x-men
Sarah Connor
On the fence, men
When I’m flexin
Lexicons
the next in
To heaven
Achieved while I’m living
Unlocked and then maxed out
Game genie.
Shout out.
I’m Mad Max meets Lifestyles
Sega con
I’m megatron.
Move weight
Like a megaton
With Fat Albert
And Oprah
Whip dick out
Soak ya.
I am god
Not closer
All truth
No falser.
You sting like
An ulcer
I sting like
The Po-lease
Oh, puh-lease
I smoke leaves
You rake.
I’m so real
You fake.
I smoke blunts
I bake
You Martha Stewart-ass cake.
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