365
N.M.L.
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I feel I feel like For real I feel like Hey, hey, hey Feelin' like I've gone three hundred sixty-five Barely alive and nearly back where I started Years pass, people change, that's retarded I've been goin' through the same cyclic shit Without a garment I've been garnet Garnerin' respect Til I'm selected As a kid with skill Who can kill So they wanna post me up as a target Feed my mind with plants that grow from Eden's garden Eatin' heartily And hardly beatin' you with half my jargon I bludgeon your noggin with half the juice Of a bat seduced by Medusa an' you sir Are in need of a new Appaloosa Or choose the losa' position It's looser than you envisioned My Lucifer is contingent On who's the cur pissed at midgets Would you prefer bruisin' or boozin' Cause food's in the mood for a cuisin' Battle that rattles up a cuisine, a rappin' machine Gatlin' chatterin' teeth Paladins follow my lead Don't dally now, rally the streets I came to make you pissed, who misinformed ya' A California kid whose wrist adorns ya' With golden chalices and word vomit A burned comet Absurd logic Which turd's on the tonic So I can kick the snot off of them Make you rodents look like opossums Impossibly awesome, omnipotent, limitless, Bitch I'm infinite An' definitely indefinitely Screwin' the infidelity Rappas' disloyal to the game That's fucked up when there's coital implications You shameless ignoramus You gave up your world just to be famous Now your beatin' the hand that feeds you And mistreatin' the people You miscreant evil Deceitful treatment when your stans are on Your synagogue Now your close chapter, that's an epilogue When you used to be upper echelon Cause you normalized pedophilia And follows on social media don't make you exempt From an attempt to be an Epstein Frankenstein With Frankfurts hard mahogany Your Miniladd ain't divinity Get a vasectomy Redirect your acts, you're dead to me How unfortunate I can't torch it These disciplines need to quit the beguilin' persona Put a show on for a boner Or chauffeur some kids to a molestation You're gross, with no hesitation Asylum's where you'll be taken I phone 'em after pennin' a poem Like E.A.Poe I'm writin' Red Death So best to watch your step at the clock chime And marktime I'm maritime, my flow is like the ocean at low tide I wrap you in your blankets with lullabies Wait til MTV where I'm colorized And on the rise Work so hard my greatest fear's dyin' alone (What he said) I need adhesive to be next So I scream Til I'm in pieces Yeah Bobby boy busted a move Y'all need that shit to see a groove Wipe that pissy attitude At your altitude you see the moon Feelin' like I've gone three hundred sixty-five Barely alive and nearly back where I started Years pass, people change, that's retarded I've been goin' through the same cyclic shit Without a garment I suspect you're lackadaisical cause you lack a daisy puller You pansies can push up flowers if that empowers ya' Meanwhile, I'm the power plant Like Mario fire power, give that a check I snap your neck with a pirouette Whilst clackin' the fuckin' castanets Like having' sex I f*ck the dictionary til words are oozin' in mass effect In fact a pterodactyl couldn't take me Like MF Doom versus Shady That bitch gets ripped up, then has my baby A crazier individual's just residual From a spluge on the bedsheets when I touch my genitals In general I'm generally off your hip-hop top ten when I top them So let's pop then I kill the oddities in odyssey Ought'a be better than them When I aim to sell my commodities Wanted camaraderie, bu the boys act like females talkin' gossip So I hate on 'em like it's misogyny I function bodily an' call 'em shitheads Out the chute comes the bacteria Inductin' fear in ya', I appear to be ill as Syria Or the diphtheria I grab hold of your bronchial passage Until your visage is green as cabbage Or sickly yellow young fellow You're armed and mellow, I'm dangerous With blades and chains when my anger hits A fang and hiss, like Python I kill you like an OD on codeine The antidote I'm withholding I'm a boss and a freak Like a baldheaded geek I stop at the pinnacle just to fall to my feet Just default to your seat Like you all are my sheep Told you halt and you bleat While you nod to the beat Bitch I'm flossin' it Told you that this is flawless shit Bold, but I'm stayin' lawless kid F*ck man, I almost lost and quit I just said I gotta' get back up upon my feet Load the backup and then repeat bodes well after then I can keep Feelin' like I've gone three hundred sixty-five Barely alive and nearly back where I started Years pass, people change, that's retarded I've been goin' through the same cyclic shit Without a garment
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