Get It

Penny ante your bets up
 Any sanity left (nah)
 Any chance for humanity's landing on who's the next up
 Hope we handed 'em ammo enough to work from the neck up
 Those who handling damage control don't wish us the best luck
 I'm a living in smoke type
 Floating with a grin over the moat type
 Harry Allen on you bitch, I believe no hype
 Closer to the edge than even we want to admit
 If this don't go right
 Then assholes like myself are proven so right
 All I got is this rap shit
 All I want is a castle
 And to move like a man with a minimum of harassment
 The company of women with opinions and fat asses
 That's my list of demands
 You don't answer them, get the Gatling
 I'm stuck in a time capsule
 When rap was actually factual
 Meanest shit you spit might cause killers to come and clap at you
 Stupid, goofy, stooly
 The gooch in Gucci will slap you
 And that go for the cop kissing cats that's in the back of you
 They all sweet as Little Richard damn
 Good God al-Molly
 It make a nigga like me go "Woo!" and rob the party
 I exit stepping with my weapon with the Jefferson walk
 If you expressing any objections you can get left in chalk
 So my suggestion's let a G be
 Forgive my transgressions
 Or I'mma be in Catholic confessions professing depression
 I'm chin checking, chill stressing, on your button I'm pressing
 Mike'll fuck a rapper's life up like Mo'Nique did to Precious
 You know I...
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 My name is Jaime Meline
 I'm not chasing the green, I'm taking it
 Bosses don't change a thing in the name of seemingly making it
 Servants'll kiss the ring of whoever they think is paying 'em
 You don't deserve the spit that they hurdled up in your face and shit
 My name is Michael Render
 And we are the new Avengers
 We're here to tell you all your false idols are just pretenders
 They're corporation slaves indentured to all the lenders
 So even if you got seven figures, you still a nigga
 Some men aren't meant for the light to be shined on their shitty talking
 Ya'll better off trying to hide like the yay in a little pocket
 We're overly fucking awesome
 They watch and adopt our concepts
 They squawk at the Run the Jewels squad
 We skin 'em then cop a coffin