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Eat a dick
 Or at least eat a pita chip
 Right after I skeet on it
 You piece of shit
 Tell your lies speaking lips
 They should try pleading fifths more often bitch
 And refer to me as your awesomeness
 You sayin me and "so and so" are comparable
 Then I look up "so and so" and they're terrible, you disgust me-
 Trendy rappers fall the hell off the map
 After just one listen I can tell off the bat
 There will never be a time that I have to rewind it
 On some goddamn "what was that line shit
 In fact I find it
 Rather boring's the category I put them in
 Fast forward that whack verse I'd rather hear the hook again
 I would rate your skills very low level
 And your softness as at a pills-bury dough level
 Me I have that gold medal flow
 That'll put me on a fricken podium
 You're child's play you nickelodeon
 I'm about to sprinkle sodium
 All over them wounds
 Big wax EOM homie don't get confused
 Shouldn't get your hopes up when you know your gonna lose
 You won't accomplish anything if you don't pay your dues
 I'm saying
 With all the shit I've charged to the game
 The game should issue me a credit card in my name
 No we aren't the same you are mother fucking ant sized
 My catalog is Jack's bean stalk plant sized
 I'm sick of ya'll saying ya'll spit well
 When ya'll shit sounds like dog shit smells
 Seriously take it back and say your joking
 When you rap everyone behind your back does that masturbating motion
 I worked hard for this when ya'll half-assed it
 Raise the white flag matter of fact half mast it
 Half this rap shit that you hear is half plastic
 The other human half is a lying ass bastard
 Fake biters like dentures
 Writing their bios based on someone elses adventures
 I be confusing the censors with the shit that I speak
 Cause they don't know if its some shit they should bleep
 They're like damn that's the fifth time this week
 That I've witnessed a sheet
 On my desk for inspection
 To bleep or not to bleep is an excellent question
 These words have yet to receive Webster's attention
 Spanish Webster is still fucking with the gender
 Only point I'm trying to make is give them something to remember
 Whether spitting on the microphone or strumming on the fender
 These kids get mixed up like cumming in a blender
 Same goes for you lame trolls blogging
 I would recommend less dick riding and more jogging
 You at your computer that's sipping your super big gulp
 Eating little Debbie snacks and newtons full of fig pulp
 I'm talking to you its sunny out enjoy it
 That bicycle you purchased was like money down the toilet
 Yo its funny how steroided your confidence seems
 When the last time you got laid hipsters were rocking big jeans
 2Pac was in his teens
 Variations of the running man were popular routines
 Little Nas was up in queens-- it ain't hard to tell
 He was still busy watching the smurfs battle Gargamel
 Fuck it I just keep rapping great
 Outside of the box like you used cheap packing tape
 Try again there's no time to waste
 Just make sure the drawing board you go back to is dry erase
 That shit you sharpie ain't gonna ever be sharper
 Unless that magic marker is an actual magical marker
 Even then it'd have to have a good battery charger
 Because I've been rapping since Eric Clapton was back with the Yardbirds
 I wish you the best of luck
 If ya'll agree with me that most rappers suck
 Then make like a rake on the back of a landscaping truck
 And stand the fuck up
 

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Duration
03:14
Key
10
Tempo
94 BPM

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