Lizard King (freestyle)

By F8L

Released on May 27, 2022

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[Verse]

Yeah

I'm not a gun toter, but I'm a young Yoda

No sleep coz I chug Folgers

You getting run over

Fuck a McLaren

I'm in the Death Star, feeling like Brett Favre & Red Baron

This is WW3

I'm like the sun just a couple above the degrees

A bad boy with the Rockafella dreams

But this monella got the mozerella schemes

For Manilla shows

Iller than a salmonella infected gorilla

My future is looking vanilla

A mega-minded villain coz my flow so hot

Make your girl go wet, like a go pro shot

Underwater

Thinking of the Bible I'm the fucking author

Call mе Jésus or "Hey Zeus"

Bettеr play cool

Or Imma Beirut all you sitting ducks

I'm a grey goose with a Grey Goose

Je m'appelle Young Bowie. Et vou ?

This is a reality check so pay dues

Mephistophiles is back to metaphorically attack

I'm wrecking all MCs in fact

Your apologies are wack

Make way for the GOD

Me no see, no amigos capische ?

I freeflow this evil. Torpedos unleash

My libido & ego have peaked

Just a brainwashed Adolf

Running with a chainsaw

Records on my dang claws

Coz my blade's off the chain

When I take off, I blaze all then break all you lames

Stay calm coz my flames on I'm insane

Ah!

Just a wild beast better than you

Never settling till my wife is Penelope Cruz

Maybe Jessica, I will never let this be a weakness

So my Victoria will always be a secret

Muah!

Got a couple people mad when I speak this

They keep getting jealous of the way that I'm achieving

I know I'm a rookie but I'm better than the veterans

5 years, hard work, late nights ; Letterman

Somebody get the medicine

Penicillin, Benadryl and adrenaline

With a better sedative

I'm the personification of a napalm

Even my *** tell me that my tongue game strong

Fuck James Bond, I'm 008

Middle fingers up when I play N.W.A

You make songs I make movies, study my tapes

TFT and TCH are classics of today

And tomorrow & beyond

No I'm not a human, I'm a Martian, reborn

So I don't represent this place

And if you put me in a box, Imma take a shit and rub it in your face

Fucking punk

And if I was a monk

I'd wanna get head from a nun every month

When I get pissed off I keep having sick thoughts

I'm feeling like Rick Ross, just a big boss

Uh

I'm on my "Lucky Luciano meets grand piano"

Deliver the keys high, no soprano

My mental is a mantle for the devil & his lasso

You to me is like a fucking casa to a castle

I'm the euphemism

Of a new religion

For your music system

You stupid fools are listening

To me Ludacrisin'

I'm a lunatic with

A couple screws missin

Going too ballistic

On a lunar mission

Never to come back

You're a pencil with no lead & I'm a thumb tack

So don't claim that the gun blast

You punk ass

Yeah!

Its the Young Bowie, dancing like a Young Jagger

Young Morrison, yeah I'm tall, long haired & handsome

On the stage, I'm the lizard king

I can do anything ah

I shoulve been born in the 60s

When I die at 27, y'all gonna miss me

Its F baby


[Bowie's Outro]

You can always recognize one of my songs as being one of my songs. They tend to have a great variety because I am very open to expressing myself in very different ways as the mood takes me. But I am afraid it will be the last time that i will be doing these songs