You think i'm so whack? i wonder that's bout

Say my flow's weak, I'm sure your drafts tap out

-- Vancity Buzzzzzzed, roast you like a fat stout

Simba's bagging it up, i wonder who let the cat out

Ain't on shazam; now, polish, shamwow crowds

From the 90's spitting hits, kids digs my Smashmouth

Town digs my own sound -- in the zone now

That lost amateur, loud, bound to be profound

Listen I'm more now, motown verse otown

I shoot straight, dude don’t even bother getting your gats out

When I got my mac out, I spray lines, so how bout

You're finished dog, pau bow wow, i go pow pow

Pass -- while I let the passion out you're asking how

This game's all in my palm...haw haw di karabaw

News: is I'm filling in you blanks, so know while

You’re sleeping on my band's camp, raining on your soundcloud

--whatcha say Lupe? they told me dumb it down

These fiascos heads still be spinning now

Seeing stars with no bars, no celebrities

But you can't take the stares, yet that's what you get when you step to me

Versus me, turn adversity to more verses, please

You advertise shitty versions, deservedly this turf is me

Coarse as hard sand paper -- on the surface, i mean

This paper's hard to understand, a course in university

He be the wildest, beastiest that we know

So deep and so childish, gamble on this bambino

Sino siya? that ego, hot doggin this tocino

Primo, now i guess your favourite rapper is filipino

2 and 2, no equals, do the math, i never force

Banging on yours, bangin' some doors

When opportunity knocks, i smash it to the floor

Ignorin' decorum, and my whole team we storm in

I lead to broken homes, scene's horrid

You gotta redo the flooring, hide the carnage in storage

You should probably re-decor, hire plumbing and some florists

Restoring the drawers, reboarding the walls, hang portraits

Unfortunate - i smash glass ceilings, but i hope you get

Extended metaphors, but ehhhhhhhh that’s a stretch

Flex - my vocal cords loud til my throat is sore

Til they swarm in hoards and exploding me in the local stores

In the Rose Garden listening to Rose Garden

…jams slam hard as old Roy at the Rose Garden

-- see, beating me's like Jay-Z and B divorcing:

It's unlikely. dislike me and then I put you in the ring for it

Bet on my lines, I rip a mic, spitting like

You shouldn't take the gamble dawg, I wouldn't let you pick a fight

Wasn't in the cards, can't deal with it damn

He get no applause, casino he don't get no hands*

Go hammmm -- grill y'all, I'm lit as some brochettes

Got bars on cue, until I'm Q, yes

Blast like four jets, in tune as a quartet

Rap tight as corsets - Rev spits Corvettes

You're trucking through buddy, pick up you're slack please

You think my drive's annoying, kid, stay in the backseat

To get the point across i ride the beat like i'm on tour

I mean i go for days when i'm so gassed, do you want more?

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Nahhhhhhhhhhhhh, my effort don't lessen a bit

I'll be posting more singles than plenty of fish

OK Stupid, download these pro files and listen in

Arch nemesis be repping this to his next of kin

Lyrical killin' spree — how am i friendly?

It's cuz every single one of my enemies is into me

But oh oh oh what I'd do for a

Eva eva, for eva eva, longoria

But i'm preoccupied I ain't got no benjamins

At least I'm a big boi, and i cast out you negatives

Forecast: immma show you on a paragraphs

My lines are off the charts…my hits outperform cats

You can't run on, lock down the premises

Y’all stuck in my bars and i’m giving 'em long sentences

No Darin' him when I'm garish as Mr. Garrison

Audiences jumping ——— sprung as hot as harrison

-- you're sincere with you thinking that my flow's weird?

Oh dear, step back, I'm trying to do a show here

Monikers for marketing; dudes just call me dope

Francis... Michael Canton and Arevalo

Let 'em know, tell 'em go, stop the dudes spittin' lame

Whyyy front - MC’s literally my middle name