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Let me freestyle over this shit

Let me doggystyle into this bitch

This is a double entendre

Lost in an arctic tundra

That's what my arm does

Arcs and tics

And I'm ticking boxes and checking boxes

That's what my fist does

Boxes with a one two punch

And I'll drink one two punch

And I'll have that drank for breakfast

As I eat pork and break fast

And as you run away, your legs will break fast

And my daughter's a straight runaway

She'll get on that plane on a straight runway

She'll wear that lion's mane on a straight runway

On that plane of existence that is life

And as plain as day, I'm left without a daughter

But that's what my boxing is for

Left and rights, copping the wrist

And that copper clock on his wrist

And that ticking time on the risks

That are left for me to do before I die

And that ticking time bomb like nuclear Oppenheimer

Surprised that nukes cleared Hiroshima and all their opps

Praying for days when my hero, she and ma would be in my room

My production's like Mike Dean

If he grabbed the mic and was a dean

If America was nice to other countries

I could drive a merry car up the cunt's trees

And I'm a driver with a Lamborghini

And I'm choosing between a lamb or a genie

As Ferrari enters the game

And that's for Ari Aster to hurt some game

Horror movies at night

But the real horror was the whore moving at night

I want her body in bed

As she thinks of Bodhi in bed

And I bet she loose as bodies in red

And as I said, they paid me in rent

Gucci and Nike will bow soon

Like companies with goo, cheese and nylon kicks

And that violin will bow soon

Unless I'm violent with that bowtie

And on that yacht we head starboard

Cause I got Yachty on the star board

The consistency of my music is unparalleled

Like the cons and tendencies of my paralegal

Government has me on lockdown

Like it's quarantine with the governor's men

As they lock me down in prison with that quad run ting

They got me running rounds

People are still being hanged from trees

From every branch of government as the big apple is eaten by the fat lady that is America

As the big Apple is being eaten by the masses

As Newton's apple shows gravity

As if the apple weighs a new tonne with gravitas

I don't know how to reference to history

I been smoking reefer to his story

The young boy with his past so tainted

Growing up in the system without parents

Blooming with cysts and stems on pears and ants

If I'm influenced by anyone I'll tell you

Maybe I should be back in quarantine cause I've got influenza

What I hope for the future

Is to be treated like Future

And if you think you're superior to people

Know that I got my super era to pee poles

And if that pedo gonna touch you

You gotta pay dough to tough it

You gotta eat doughnuts in tubs

I feel like I'm translucent sometimes

But this must be what trans lucid people feel like

The perplexity and complexity of my raps

Got those perps and comps in my wrap

I'll rob you of those diamonds

Before you can even say, die man!

You curse me out, I'll send a witch after you

Toil and trouble, make it double

Big Macs and which dog to put down

Tolls are trouble, better not speed past

The hood of the executioner on which thy name is written

In stone Excalibur will be pulled from by King Arthur

And his royal rock and his ex calibre

And get your rocks off with your ex

With an education of her calibre and cerebellum (yugh)

It's surreal the cereal that can be picked from

Cotton as slaves did with whips out

And backs out to the whole world

As thots do in our world on TikTok

As that thought bomb comes back into play as Bron goes for three

Big Macs and that's too much you'll get full from all those

Basketballs and their bask of balls

And the basilisk in which Arthur and Macbeth must face

Slice that face off and wear it like lil psycho with four

Big Macs, Beth be getting curvy in that tight sundress

Let the sun dress you in its rays

And I'll raise the earth of sunlight till the night is out in full

Like the moon be out for werewolves and vampires

But where are the wolves and vans of pliers?

You question me I question you

I'm on a quest like Arthur and Macbeth

Like Green Knight on that kush green night

Roasting Cali and we'll fornicate in the foyer of fornia

Los Angeles get your phones out

I'll be lost in those angel wings, snap some angles with Kurt

Cobain and the bane of my existence and co

That reminded me of my daughter who ran away

I just wish I had a door to the underworld

Where I can free her soul with Excalibur

And reign supreme with rain in the background

Checks on perps and comps before they head to lockdown

And I'll be locked down to the bed soon, with no whore keeping me co

That'll keep me cold till my feet fall

And we'll keep dancing till we hit a pitfall (ha-hah!)

My dick concrete and your pussy so soft

The fit's so hard, fashion bout to blow their load

But I don't want to invade her space

Unless Luke's by my side

I ring up my girl and tell her I got a millie for her

But only for her to menage a trois with (yeahhhh)

And she asks me if she can bring men aged a twenty

But I tell her I ain't no cuck and she can suck this cock (d-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-AHHHH!)

For a quick buck and those paintings Baroque

Cause she broke as fuck and her heart's been broken

And she voted for Barack, good for her, at least it's not Trump

Card over Biden, biting her ass cause she horny

She a demon in the sheets, a hoe on the streets

Like Lucifer, she be lucid dreaming, plough her from behind like I'm a farmer

Breed her till she old, till those stretch marks show

And I'm so sick and tired of the Photoshop

I'd rather the op shop where I can get this cruiser bumping

As I bump back a few cruisers, I know I'm red-faced, that that virgin blood

At the end of the night, where the weekend plays all night long

And I play with my girl all night long, and you play with the long all night girl (ee)

Miracles are terrifying

Me shackles are tight and the terror's frying

Pan down to the scene of the crime

Like we on the scenic route on Pan Am

Airlines streak through the sky

Beeline to the stands, a streaker's on the loose (igh!)

It takes Barry B Benson for bees to take to the stand

Imma court your ass one day

And the next, you'll be taking my ass to court

And then I'll play your ass in court

And then I'll play with your ass intercourse

Spray that eau de toilette over you

It'll help you smell less like old toilet

How come God put me in jail?

Only for me to pay that Christian Bale

The yellower the banana, the sweeter the dick

The stereotype is that we have them small

But we have them bigger than you think

That's how I make people think I'm piss poor

When I'm actually piss rich

And I piss all over those rich people

And they lap it up like bitch dogs

You think I'm insecure cause I talk about my dick so much?

But none of you were in security when Kennedy went down

So all of youse can suck on ten of these

It's hard to swallow the truth

Unless the truth is a long one

You think I'm flexing my money?

Imma show you a flex, I'll crush your head in my bicep

And I'll take your crush for head

I ain't travelling scotch free

We going with Travis Scott, is he free?

And when I ask for directions

People will ask me "Kanye look West"?

And when they ask me where I'm going

I say Frankly the Ocean

I be wishing on that shooting star

While crazies are shooting stars

I know it's been a while, sweetheart

Just know that you always wile me with that sweet heart

Just know that you always wild when your heart sweats

Just know it's vile when that Hart sweats

When the shit hit the fan

I don't treat my fans like that

Ain't no shit hitting them, just keep moshing

Just don't smush that fella

Just don't smooch that girl

Just come smooch me

If you really loyal, you would treat me like royalty

Cause I cleared those royalties, that's where my loyalties lie

Come to a concert, imma treat you right

Don't be concerned, imma treat you like you white

It's a con, certified just cause you white

When some of us didn't fuck with school

Just cause you fucked with the school

Now you'll get schooled if you fuck with me

I'm focused but I'm impotent

But for cursing my mama, I'm potent

But cause I was cursed, I'm important

We going brazy like Shady

You stack tall but can't trade me like Brady

You afraid of me, won't pray for me

You act like it won't faze me, I leave the room when she says me

Like baby, is you smoking reefer?

Can't you tell that we hurt?

You wanna be at the bottom of a reef huh?

You wanna die before you meet Vert?

Shit, this freestyle is getting long

Imma backstroke now

Rap sheet bitches, delinquents

Rap snitch knishes, delicious

All I think about are these bars

They gonna fund my grills

Made of the iron alloy

It's the rhinestone cowboy

Imma find stone with that loud toy

It's the vibrator for my baby mama

Perhaps you'll reconsider if I bathe you in lava

If the torture is too much to bear

Imagine the mortar in the villain's lair

Stuck in that fog, your burnt corpse will be shipped to Madagascar

Unless you're a dog with dirty paws who shits on the mad Dallas Stars

And I ain't into sports but I know how to kick a ball

And if you touch my girl in short shorts, imma kick your balls

If I see you looking at her, I'll crack your skull

But if you're booking me, I'll legally crack your skull

I'm the highest pilot, in the mild high club

Cause her thighs are so fly lit, I can't resist defiling my sub

These rhymes are impossible to comprehend

Unless you've got the time, it's tropical to bob your head

People keep telling me I ain't normal

But what's normal, selling out like you're at formal

And it's trouble, yelling maniacs cause of FOMO

Burst your bubble, I'm a telling brainiac with the mind of a mofo

Porn star with porn balls, he's a cornball drainiac with four balls

Roll the blunt with the weed sticking out

Till you're bald and a cunt with mead smelling sour

Shoulder the fungus with your feed clearing up

Social media mould will have you shunned till you succeed licking it up

Cold nights on those cobble streets with your freed blicky out

Rethinking bold choices in your fun life with your rosary bead sitting out

And you're praying to God with that cross swinging around

Till you're the goat braying to lots and the boss kicking about

Hold your fucking horses mahoney

I am the master of ceremony

And when I put that pussy on the pedestal

Know that I'm talking about Gucci on that menopause

Cause they be having their period like a sassy minor

Bitching about everything like I ain't serious about them being gassy liars

It's so cold inside these demon days

Well that's what Damon says

If you ever touch my girl's body or her bags

I'll send you back in a bodybag

It's just bad bad with bad news

I made it mama, made it to nine news

Helped a kid pay his past dues

It's all gone, wasted all the fast juice

If Nazis came back, those are some fast Jews

I can't lie, I would be running with them too

Sitting there stressing over award shows

While she standing there, stressing over her wardrobe

That's my investment, go dumb or go broke

She like my investments, we hop in the four door

In the backseat, she on all fours

The sex is so so

That's why the seats are spread with a cold load

I pay the driver for his discretion, look the other way mofo

He complies, that's that bro code

When the election comes, I've got no vote

I'm the only president that matters, I need my lawn mowed

My basement looks like a time vault

Got a bunch of games, set in Los Santos

A picture with my bro, we be sporting both fros

A hearing aid fit into my ear lobe

That's the wrong ear, I'm so loco

She wants to get married, I say no no

She wants to move in, I say go go

She wants to fuck, I go pro pro

She wants my touch, I go probe probe

Sleep

Talking

Dream

Walking

I know you wanna lie all night

I know you wanna tell lies alright

So disgusting, pardon self as I discuss this

And disguise myself in the skin of my enemies

Such as Eminem and those chocolate M&Ms

And I empty my bladder over their graves

And I talk my blah blah it's great