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[Hook]
No one on top of me.
Im in a league of my own.
There’s no crying in baseball.
Tom Hanks, yeah he knows.
Yo fa sho, mane im on it
That’s a mighty nice flow.
Yo fa sho, mane im on it
Leave yo feelings at the door.
[Hook]
Cabbage crisper,
Rubber bands on the broccoli
Karats on my pinky finger,
Walkin wobboly.
All these wannabes honor me
Its ironic, see?
I done fucked my game up,
Toxicology.
Rap game tom cruise,
Scientology.
Used to fuck with astrology,
But look at where its gotten me.
My crew is mot-e-ly,
Cream of the crop, oddity.
Honestly, the oddest G
Who ever survived labotomy.
I won the lottery.
And blew it all on drugs.
Audibly atrocious,
My lines salt to a slug.
And I been done.
You can catch my last picture show.
Mcmurtary shit,
Hope I make it to your radio.
Flyin solo.
Pistol barrel in my mouth.
A bullet in the chamber,
But I cant squeeze it out.
[Hook]x2
Never shout,
my princess lip pout.
Im a dark kitty pryde with a penis,
Fly in addidas.
SWIM fam you seen us.
Posted on your block.
Smokin weed down the way,
Got the rent paid.
Its fair to say,
That I aint sayin shit.
But its also true,
That that’s the point of it.
maybe I can get by,
Just rhyme and be crazy.
Blow up nuclear,
The next mololith, jay z.
Construct a new genre,
Live by my honor.
Without surrendering my fucks,
To any of you fucks.
Song has no topic,
It started out strong.
I was listening it jeezy,
Then the words got all wrong.
Perhaps I got distracted.
Probably.
Ill jizz on your welcom mat,
Then get arrested for sodomy.
[Hook] x2
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