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Welcome to the koala tape by Young Deshi

Every beat was created on Young Deshi's iPhone

Most prolific, contract killa with no provision

But my tape is dope to listen, made in koala hold the kitchen

I'm busy cookin' so delicious, all on me with no assistance

Flying solo, dolo pigeon that means I can go the distance

Save me a seat and hold the tickets

F that I be in the lab with pipets and beakers

Mix it together form the creatures, dsw be the sneakers

Not a creature feature so don't assume that it's jeepers creepers

You can say a joke and the audience be like

I'm so dead time to meet the reaper

Perhaps I'm contradicting my own statements

Feel like I'm getting closer, b-but far from adjacent

No time to look back because that part of me's complacent

I could kill a beat but then I'd have to go an face arraignment

I guess I'm not trying hard enough

Or it could be these labels can't market us

Oh well that's their loss back to square one

Hard to trust people they don't shoot the fair one

They will use you, abuse you until they are done

Leaving you to get the bread spare crumbs

Five six ace on my back, l.o.v.e. and that is a fact (ahh)

They say that I'm quitting rap, I don't know how to do that

I don't know how to do that, I don't know how to do that

They say that I'm quitting rap, I don't know how to do that

I don't know how to do that, I don't know how to do that

They say that I'm quitting rap, I don't know how to do that

I don't know how to do that, I don't know how to do that

They say that I'm quitting rap, I don't know how to do that

I don't know how to do that, I don't know

Yo this, who said that? Oh wait I said it

It's verse two comin' at ya

If you're feelin' kinda stressed then get a back rub

Otherwise read a book and turn the chapters

Have fun and we do it with some laughter

Get caught inside the rapture

You say a prayer with an imam or pastor

Polaroid had to picture and capture

Everything but we don't need a tractor

Sound waves that you hear gettin' faster

Plugged in but we don't need adapters

Ancient beasts back then was the raptors

Mako that's the energy reactors

Lifestream best believe the extractors

Final fantasy seven is comin' after

Avalanche, homeboy it's a factor

Lights on or lights off with the clapper

You sleep or sit with the futon

And I'm feelin' kind of grey with no poupon

Different type of flavor's a nuance

It's gettin' cold over there up in Yukon

If you're not a g then what are you on

I see lions over there word to dewgongs

Big head lookin' dudes Jimmy Neutron

If you actin' kind of fake keep it true dog

U-u-unidentified drones

Flying overheads word to the unknowns

B-b-bottom of an ice cream cone

Been on point yelling through a megaphone

Is this thing on, I don't know anymore I had to write a song

Bells ringin' ding dong, then I had to be like hello Mr. Ron