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9 Syllables

by RopV

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Hey, Ethan (What?) I bet you can't do nine syllables a second Spitting nine syllables in a singular second You would think it was a deception Cause shit hit harder than an erection But I'm always keeping it pepping I be running through my section I see hate through all the deception 318 what I be reppin But the fact of the rap is wack So I gotta make it a correction Thought that it was nine But I damn near just spit eleven Bitch you don't wanna see me pop Only wanna see me stop But I'm gonna grind to the top And imma get to the guap I don't care what I got I just wanna make sure it's a lot Yeah I know it's super hot And I think we finna drop A subliminal criminal Mixing the chemicals Spitting original rhymes I could diss the political, physical Symbol of "literal waste of my time" I been numbing them like morphine (Uh) Burning them with chlorine (Uh) Critique them like George Jean (Uh) Peaked when I was fourteen I am what the Lord's seen Breaking Bad with phetamines (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm fighting for a cause that'll leave the bodies soaring (Okay!) Supreme mathematics They could never imagine That I'm working like an addict to free my nasty habits Man I'm building up a nation To hold onto concentration While releasing all the hatred that is causing penetration Man I'm slowly meditating on all my admiration To be the biggest and baddest little wannabe Caucasian Man I am the information when it comes to presentations That lack communication and reflect my generation Man I'm just rapping and stacking And racking a bag and then laughing At faggots trashing my tapping And flabbergasting, no capping While they lipping and sipping Up on my dick while I'm spitting insane lyrics I'm gripping onto this curse I was gifted Yeah now I'm blowing and stowing While I keep my flow in a motion Ain't ever slowing or going down a road that's rowing or throwing A bar in a hoopity whoopity Or a hippity dippity Cause I'm just constantly glistening While ya bitches ain't listening Cause I'm a god and you're not Cause I'm hot in the top (Say what?) So go and call you a shot Man it's ready or not (Okay!) I keep a Glock in my sock I'm finna rock up your spot (What?) Man you thought you a lot You're just a pot in my yacht (Goddamn!) Bringing it back hotter than ever Keep it a stack, never gone let up Rapid attack, pedal the metal Cash in the bag, settle the devil I'll be the best Gimme the test Finished with zest Gimme the rest I'll be the best Gimme the test Finished with zest Gimme the rest Passed it with ease from the passenger seat Go and pass me the keys Going fast is the speed Saw you laughing at me when I passed in the breeze Now I'm lapping you dweebs like I'm Lightening McQueen Call up Sir Ski Slump He said I'm going dumb Like a semiautomatic in the trunk, I'm finna dump Call up Heisenberg himself and tell him to set it up Now that's Breaking Bad twice cause we already said it once Yeah, hippity hoppity Spitting this honestly I need it all like it's monopoly Tippity toppity No one is stopping me Chase gonna ask "Why is you copying?" NBA, I'm an anomaly I'm on the stage, call it astronomy Trynna get paid, this is my odyssey I need a raise, shoutout economy I spend my days making minimum wage And if you want a feature better send me a cake Now I'm on the track just mimicking Chase And I'd say you could join but we got limited space, aye Wait, not really though Bringing it back I'm ripping it fast Like sniffing the crack I'm flipping a pack I'm an Ace, not a Jack Like Chase has stated in past arrangements "I am amazing" No conjugation, punctuation The curtain's raising, we're raising hell Like a demon, we speeding With Ethan reading your pleading Exceeding your impeding and misleading proceeding You know we're feeding you the lies that's leaving you succeeding Man I'm bleeding from the overheating bars your misreading Cause unlike your hairline, my skill ain't ever receding Uh, teenie weenie bikini Bottom wearing with beanies I'm all on your Fanini While eating ramen with T.V Bitches call me meanie Make them disappear like Houdini Fell in love with green but I ain't touching that zucchini, aye Wait

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