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[Hook] Yeah these dudes don't know who to blame Doing laps tryna get the bag like baggage claim Stayin apathetic like I'm Jane Lane No fair games, gaining critical acclaim, yeah Tryna sell beats like propane I be playin 'round with the coin like a minigane Meet your wife and take her maiden name No shame, run up in my lane and you won't leave the same [Verse 1] Words deadly like I flow prose from the Death Note Rappers sweet as sugar so I topple em like Dominoes Eat beats by the sample slice got me feeling nice Get stuck in your head like ticks or lice when I'm ripping mics Parasites get checked like a pair of Nikes They in my sights-catch a green Dot across the bay like Gatsby Rats get the gat, can't catch me Catch a bullet like I catch the beat I'm too catchy Erase fools when they get shook like an etch a sketch They extra sketchy so they get a pencil to the neck Grip the graphite like I grip the tek tight Tectonic shifts from rhymes- place is shaking all night Or I'm flowing lava off the top like volcanos Stuff a rapper in a sink hole no draino Blood drain from ya bullet holes let ya die slow Painful, leave ya brain looking like some play-doh I mold and shape flows like Hokusai They telling lies, stick the president in a vat of lye Burn. (Ayyyyyye) While he's still alive Move weight to get cake with my portal gun prototype They rats, man, you got an infestation Prolly cause of all the cheesy lines that you feedin em I Flip an M get the W and double back again Send you in circles like European vacation I'll pee on your vocation, vocabulary sensational Incapable of replication, leave that to my testicles Incredible flow, I'm rolling like syndrome It's like I'm freeing chickens cause the coup got no dome Crazy rhymes and the bars still tight tho It ain't hard you tripping cause you set the bar quite low O's on they faces, 6 mo on the check bitch They speechless, leave mouths like they ready to take a dick [Hook] Yeah these dudes don't know who to blame Doing laps tryna get the bag like baggage claim Stayin apathetic like I'm Jane Lane No fair games, gaining critical acclaim, yeah Tryna sell beats like propane I be playin 'round with the coin like a minigane Meet your wife and take her maiden name No shame, run up in my lane and you won't leave the same [Verse 2] I'm All about my paper like a copy editor You can find me in the jungle style something like the predator Known to switch course when between bars Like an undecided law student dodging cop cars Alsoknown to fabricate a legacy, allegedly You see my pedigree is built up on some pure debauchery Until I'm seventy, tearin extremities like leprosy My destiny readily givin lyrical vasectomies Don't mess with me, I'll divide your life expectancy Elegantly- stop the pleasntries cause you ain't next to me Using telepathy I'm bending spoons and breaking knees At our hotel I ask your mom to borrow toiletries Point at your rib cage like "Open Sesame!" Catch me on 60 straight cruising like Penelope When I'm not making melodies I'm editing sequentially Fuck you know about Premier Pro CC? Aesthetically I'm like Bart Simpson meets Demitri Martin Leave you printed on milk cartons for the catharsis Searching record boxes mumbling "need it" and "got it" You soft as carpets, yeah you stinkin like you shidded and farded I'm into taxing carbon, getting in guts like im pumpkin carving Don't mean to be harping but I'm straight angelic with the jargon If youre in my driveway hoopin know it's right where I'm parking Starting to think I've barely started, wouldn't wanna be my target Sure as shit I'll shoot the snares sent skyward Purge a peach project the pit when passing on polite words You little turds (South Park sample), keep the flow steady like a gimble Look at me wrong I'll leave you with one eye and call padiddle Nimble witts with which we wield flows I'm up in your comments and judging your choice of cymbals Spring on me and get tossed around like a pinball Every eighth note I buy another strip mall [Hook] Yeah these dudes don't know who to blame Doing laps tryna get the bag like baggage claim Stayin apathetic like I'm Jane Lane No fair games, gaining critical acclaim, yeah Tryna sell beats like propane I be playin 'round with the coin like a minigane Meet your wife and take her maiden name No shame, run up in my lane and you won't leave the same Yeah these dudes don't know who to blame Doing laps tryna get the bag like baggage claim Stayin apathetic like I'm Jane Lane No fair games, gaining critical acclaim, yeah Tryna sell beats like propane I be playin 'round with the coin like a minigane Meet your wife and take her maiden name No shame, run up in my lane and you won't leave the same