[Hook]
Prepaired boy scout, you know I got them rohtos.
Silvs in my pocket, arctic ice on my eyeball.
Daniel Craig, rap game Skyfall.
Color changin whip like leaves in the season fall.

Green stacks, name the paper cloryphil.
Fake rolly watch, in the centapede drop top.
Mini cooper limo, stretched about fifty feet.
Rendered every verse I wrote six feet deep.

Prepaired boy scout, you know I got them rohtos.
Silvs in my pocket, arctic ice on my eyeball.
Daniel Craig, rap game Skyfall.
Color changin whip like leaves in the season fall.
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Featured like it was a full length motion picture.
Gave me a razzy, but I gotta say I beg to differ.
Instagram picture, saturated photo filter.
Sunk the damn fleet, call it iceberg scripture.

Icelandic fishers with the bait on a barbed hook.
Stupid simple like a pre-k picture book.
Dr susse green ham in the candy lamb.
Hopin pop with the hip hop diction, damn.

Dinosaur thesaurus, im at Jurrassic Park.
Vicious velociraptor, rap battle Rosa Parks.
Watchin quarks, micromanage subatomic structure.
Shark week on the TV screen, metalic luster.

Hook hand Buster Bluth, in the sound booth.
Always aimin’ for the fence, thought I was Babe Ruth.
A missin’ roof don’t make you different, so spit truth.
Im Clark Kent changin’ clothes in the phone booth.

Incognito Google Chrome, surfin’ web waves.
Status on the wall, facebook fan page.
Readin’ Naruto, this chakra I can not contain.
Toad sage, Gamakichi meditate.

Matured late, but they still made me Hokage.
School of Rock, impersonating Ned Schneebly.
Dewey Finn, just tryna win that twenty K.
Battle of the Bands, radiation gamma ray.

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Homegirl Monster, off in the vane-ya
But she aint chainged bruh, white power range-uh.
Call her Topanga, boy I seen the world,
And I gotta say, that she stunt hard for a white girl.

Edward Norton curb stompin problems.
Should probably calm down, im getting blood on my kicks.
Who in the hell is this gimp, and why he so crunk?
Getting buck, trigger happy like he popped the trunk.

Then cocked the pump, twelve gauge wolfman.
Yessir, that’s an homage to the potege of stan.
Don’t wanna spit shit like a middle school slam book.
Playin MASH, look, dumb blonde, Hogan Brooke.

Sometimes I rhyme nothin with somethin, record and bump it.
But thumpin bass always overshadows the lyrical grace.
Delicacy, flow Dom Pérignon friviously.
Seriously, why the fuck are you listening to me?

I make a G step back, call his ass an F.
Impressin my weighted opinion upon his neck and chest.
Like im a bag of sand, flexin in a mini van.
Slide the door open, peep ‘em doin shots of vodka, man.

Wobblin with dubbed up bass heads, brain dead.
Those base lines pure white, but they aint zeds dead.
Go flash your glock instead, braggin about gettin ya bread.
Fed by ya plug, who say the cain pure bread.

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Couldn’t care less about your race, I don’t descriminate.
Yo, when it comes to hate, I’m equal opportunity.
Choppin blades.. like a samurai sword.
Got that fat stomach, no washboard.

Champloo, im with Mugen, Jin, and Fuu.
I fucked up, my only option is seppuku.
Leanin low with my edo period dudes.
Bushido, honor bound to double times two.

Stupid shoes, so im barefoot lookin aloof.
Cubed roots, lemon juice, way back caboose.
Call the beat a train track if it click clacks.
I flow facts, rhymes clean scrubbin ajax.

Dumb trick, you know this honkey stupid swangin.
Double knot my laces, ballin out walter peyton.
Thought I was hatin, but really im just so ravin.
Snappin my fingers in that classic Z-Formation.

No patience, attention deficite dissorder.
Vault hunter, rap game lands border.
Lands End catolouge, eatin turnips.
I turn up the subs, thump like a semi truck.

Elephant trunk, nose made to do coke.
Fuckin broke ‘cause I spend all of my dough on clothes.
Mighty close, parinoid, all you do is toke.
Quit gigglin, bitch, I didn’t even tell a joke.

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