Esper
Shwabadi, Breeton Boi, Ham Sandwich (USA)
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I'm a handful, pack more punch than a shottie Dan Bull Way that I've been changing for the Broccoli Cavill, how I'm going Super for the posse Bashful, looking like a shy Rock Lee Esper, that means anything you Tryna do I do it better Facing me's like track and field and You don't have the leg work Y'all look like some baka and Your brain's a smoother texture Reigen Arataka, any field I'm still the expert I'm on adventures been killing these trolls I'm like a Census, I keep me a poll Step in the sensors, get triggers involved Losing my sеnses, the feelings dissolve I might lеt the fire loose I could take what I want with no IOU Weaponised mental, high IQ You think your mob crazy? My Mob Psycho too Wet 'em up, leave my foes all christened They drop with no contact, social distance Body improvement, the metal get lifted The round split U like nuclear fission Wet 'em up, leave my foes all christened They drop with no contact, social distance Body improvement, the metal get lifted The round split U like nuclear fission Uh, Carl Jung cus I'm all about my psyche The K send rounds to your top like Saiki Straight to the point Blocking haters like I'm Ty Lee Drip like poison, plain White T, uh Hey there Delilah, talking to shorties Is not in my style, got More weapons than Byleth, though I'm Not one for the violence, uh Flier than pilots, I got the haircut The bowl looking finest They'll ask for the stylist But keep it low key like a Frost Giant I do the most, see But most of y'all don't even know me Hit 'em with Force - Obi You know that I be the One - Kenobi If they acting flashy Then I end 'em like Adobe If they try to pass me, then they fade away Kobe one hundred emoji, I'm keeping it real And I'm not gonna flex like a Shinobi How I stay hid from the opposite sex Hanazawa coming from the top of the head Wallflower, but trust me I am not one to test Wet 'em up, leave my foes all christened They drop with no contact, social distance Body improvement, the metal get lifted The round split U like nuclear fission Wet 'em up, leave my foes all christened They drop with no contact, social distance Body improvement, the metal get lifted The round split U like nuclear fission
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Written by: ISIDORE GENS, MARK NICHOLS
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