Quailman Fudd

TyMe WArp

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TyMe WArp


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Rapping with a backpack, or
Backpacking with a pack of rappers
I'm the crazy cracker, can flip a switch
I'm a show you how to flip the script
Go from a Saltine, to A Ritz
Depending on, if She a Salty Bitch
Spread on some Jam
Strawberry with my Banana
Then Jam my Banana into her Snatch
Then have her Babel
Shower in Diamonds
From this Inglorious Bastard
I'm Brad Pitt
Don't care if she Swallow or Spit
All that matter is, the fact of the matter its
Urkel, I'm Steven Tyler, with this Rap shit
I'm a Rockstar baby
Mash beats lately, feel like Quail man.
Ah e u, Killer tofu
Hit them with the Super Saiyan Goku, Kamehameha
Fight club, with words up in the Pro tools
Do what the pros do, but
We still like Tony Hawk, Underground
Still on the grind, murder beats
Leaving outlines with chalk, on the same page where
We write our rhymes, jot them down, hang them up, on bulletins
To solve the crime, of music to be murdered by
So f*ck the Billboard, Top 1 Hundred, Dead or Alive
And I keep it a buck, one hundred, Like I'm Joe Rogan hunting for
Elk's in the Apocalypse, while sipping a few Coronas
Like I'm nineteen again
Get drunk, then just regurgitate everything I just said
Somebody pass me the pad and the pen
So I don't forget the next sentence, that comes into my mind
Ah f*ck I did it again, Took the bar, and raised it over your head
Not my fault I'm taller than you
Even if you was 5'9"
I can't be EM, I stand at 6'2"
Oh wait, let me take of the shoes
I'm 6'1, running at a Pace Won
The battle, I baffled half of you, in hip hop
I'm a validated graduate, some what of a dick
So I guess, that makes me the Valedictorian
Most glorious, Notorious, New Yorker wit
The swagger of the Diddy Bopping, Pop and Locking
Made the weak become Obsolete
No need to worry who shot ya with, The Tech N9ne
The Homie Jehry, Got that on Lockdown
Don't worry who Robbed ya Son
Just know we did it Ski Mask Way
No need for a gun, But, if its rabbit season
Double barrel, I'm Elmer Fudd
The most Looney Gooney, since Fudge!
So, Tune to me and watch, what I do cause hour tyme is now
So, stay tuned, and locked in
With one a the most hip hoppy-est
Minus the brews, I finally realized
My Sober minds my most Powerful
Dropped the Exes, The Past Stresses
Prepare for Time Traveling Through a Warped Mind
Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is TyMe WArp
Did I mention, hour tyme is now?
Nice to meet you
How do you do?

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Written by: Tyler Wilson Arp

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