Spaghetti rap...
get your forks son, we dont force fun.
bring beef to your noodle til the course done.
get your fair share, I dont hoard son...
your field of dreams meet the children of the corn..
run!!
mask off where the gas rots
high as shaggy with an ascot
your ass got the pass huh?
yet you act in that manner..
rambling bout bullshit acting like you pull shit
trying to stand at the pulpit but...its bullshit.
I was watching & you had it for a second.
laughed, thats when I had learned a lesson
blockheads broken down like a nerd with Tetris
pulling your strings & watch ya burn, its Hendrix
I made the absurdest entrance to burst the techs quick
looking Jim Carreyish with a thirst for eclectics...
smoking...bouncing like a lyrical acrobatic
laughing even if I aint sick of hearing that wack shit
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