Look behind the eyes of the mastermind.
When you finish ya verse Im back with mine.
wasting half the time to elaborate lines.
Beast Mode, Savage type in an elastic bind.
I surpass the hype with each passage...I'm
passing time while you try to get the magic right.
you could clash with titans get smashed under my pen.
my bounce in the ounce, you a stashed nug when the night ends.
and they thinking that I'm like them...
I dont know who you think it is that I am...
but I roll with it, smoke a bowl to this.
you fooling my early like a bowl of my Trix.
you colorful suckers couldnt hold my Kix.
how do I roll like this? Oh? you dont know that Im sick.
gotta gorilla on this throwing barrels at you kids.
Copacabana banana clip to yall ribs
when I bust a rhyme check who you woo hah with.
the metaphors slip through ya lisp.
swimmin out to sea watch me touch a butt
let you figure out how you going to bust a gut.
pucker up butter nuts half baked numbered up.
you hungry girl?
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