Remember The Name Lyrics

Remember the name for when you make the check out

I'm doing a lot that y'all ain't impressed 'bout

But I don't front son I know I'll pay my debts down

I got all or nothing on me. Place your bets now

Yo!

A frugal dude but I do be doing the most

I tutor fools that I verse through to the pros

I suit my pseudonym

Equipped with a quick coup or a roast

To make the new school scoot like Scooby Doo viewing a ghost

Who gon stop me?

The kingdom is learning the fool is cocky

Ain't no wonder I'm the shit the way that I rule a party

Ouh you naughty

I don't look to the king for true camaraderie

He's at the hands of the fool and boy can he use some folly

True!

Who do that new new?

The Jester!

Who makes his tunes using voodoo?

The Jester!

Smoother than prune juice in a zoot suit?

The Jester!

Why rhymes could tear down Cthulu?

You ain't even gotta question or second guess it who the best of the freshmen

It's the Jester in every lesson I'm a literal letterman

The epithet upon the pedestal that holds the Jester's head reads

"Other emcees gon be eating my excriment!"

I'm the shit boy

Fuck you think this is boy?

I'm deep in it. You ain't at the precipice boy

My words loaded, wait 'til that trigger click boy

Then the Jester taking more shots than Fitzroy

And just for context

Fitzroy is a pool-bar in Montreal, where I'm from

So I'm talking about alcoholic shots, and pool shots, and verbal shots

But I guess cause of the trigger I'm also talking about gun shots

You get it right?

At this point, I'm just being repetitive

A pest to pessimists who can't pursue my penmanship

But y'all are sleeping on me like my words are sedatives

That explains why my street credit's a defecit

What? You gonna wait 'til I blow up to say "this guy's real"

"Yeah he's verified so now we know his rhymes kill"

I don't need my skills justified by going viral

But since y'all won't give me my roses then I will

Yo your bars are dope

Yeah!

And I love the attention to detail you put in your music

Me too

And your eyes have a little sparkle in them

Yeah they do

And your lips look so soft

Hold on a sec

I'm sorry

So next time your favourite rapper gives you bed eyes

Saying they gon have you biting the spot where your head lies

And you don't tell them that it's really me you fetishize

While you're picturing my lyrics in your head over their best rhymes

Just know I know you listening, I know I got you all revved up

Y'all are Penny and me, I'm Leonard Hofstadter

Playing at the long-game. I don't care that it's not sped up

One thing you should take away from this track is: Y'all better!

Remember the name for when you make the check out

I'm doing a lot that y'all ain't impressed 'bout

But I don't front son I know I'll pay my debts down

I got all or nothing on me. Place your bets now!