{Verse 1}

Jester of rap, I'm tired of all these pestering cats

I leave them left in a crack and they are never exact

So I just left them with facts I get the best of the spat

When I be wrecking them tracks never resting at that

Never letting them pass all the leathers in tact on all these leather man jackets

I'm the nectar the sap I'm the Edison Zap I'm the treasure ya had

Rappers make me fall asleep like lectures in class

You under pressure you crack like a decadent glass

You shouldn't mess with the wrath

I'll end your steps in your track you best be checking your back

Send you to heaven real fast something you'd never expect

And then I sever your neck when I do this spit it's

To specific do it wicked gruesome with you is different

To submissive lose the quickest flow is faster if you put some juice up in it

Looking past your group like a crew of midgets spew the sickest spitting lyrics

Flu comes with this fluid/ liquid to explicit futuristic you should listen newer mystic

Maneuver physics ruthless ripping chew through ribbons shoot a pigeon super villan

Never going to lose the chilling Buda's children

They are scared of all the lyrics you concealing truth revealing youth appealing

And I'm not going to stop until I get to the millions

{Chorous}

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{Verse 2}

CeQuenCe back on the raps I guess you know the king is back

Verbal murder lyrics the sickest on every single track

No chip on my shoulder I got a Pringles can

And hate in my eyes every time I mingle man

If life was a ocean I'd probably sink in fast

Or hours later float to the surface hurting with wrinkled hands

When it comes to the lyrics my arms are tingling

I spit the flow until it's old and them my faucet sprinkles sand

I'm folowing my heart into the dark or where my dreams will land

... But knowing my dreams they probably never land so I just make them jelly why don't you call me peter pan

As I fly into the Sky I'm looking up to Jesus' hand

Although my mission might seem rough that's really how it seems it's planned

Stupid lines removing crime which prove his mind is due to shine

With lucent guys I stoop to find I'm shooting wise with cupid eyes

They concealing they feelings inside they gruesome lives

Noodle spines never back down but they never stood up for what they knew is right

He's oozing slime from humid chimes he calls his songs, your doom despise

What's truth is lies see through disguise

I'm puking rhymes my music prime.... not every really can do it right

What I fuse and write is a nuke and mine

I'm confusing time I'm a nuisance right

Schools always serving you like juice in pints in the booth at night

Till I reach the fame it's the roof I climb

{Chorus}

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