[Intro]

You'd better make up your mind

Right now

Yeah yeah

Right now

(Baby don't leave me, don't leave me)

Well you'd better make up your mind

Right now

I mean right now

(Baby don't leave me, don't leave me)

[Verse One]

Every rapper trying to be be God

The next time I see some pious shit, I'm going to make them see God

You ain't' Based, you don't belong beside the father

You fatherless ass rappers be gone capping [?]

Revivalists can get the grieve on

93 till your pops reaches divinity and be gone

We need space for those keeping the faith

And I'm willing to smoke an eighth

Of you wordsmiths to be on

Most bitches drop back the [kitchen?] glance back stage where she dropping the pants to get the freak on

Keep my rhyme but [?] keep the bible

And [?] a rapper head, but most of you all keep the rifle

Mic check [?] doctor check [?] got a Purple Heart binder in the [?] [recital?]

Bathing in the pros till my muses ghosts, buy my shit? I'll make it hard to chew the toast

That's the lick, I'm barefoot and grabbing my No No

And spitting rhymes so slick like an old hobo Frodo

Till the club go pogo

Zoning in the cut loosing rappers in the dust like Toto

I'm armed though

[Bridge]

Shit

Cutting records like master shredders

[Verse Two]

I'm a chameleon

I look like a pretty man up until I paint walls vermillion

Word count up to a million

My finger bleeding over the baby [?] no holding back

I get croak upon the bass clef

And never that

This is classical stance, you should remember that

It's pure parent math, If these rappers were smart they would step aside like the fucking weather man

We ain't' going anywhere I'm a menace

One rapper a week until you people get the message

Speak my name in every nook, cranny, crevice, I'll be running LA from [?] to Venice

On the street better shake the hand meat or I better hear the feet screech back into a Jeep

Sheesh

And watch them peal out like bananas

Before I turn their stomach up into another diorama

The plan gamma

Anybody try to seize me let me spoil all the beef like a grandma

Know that nothing you could say can ever faze me

I'm insane in the membrane baby

[Outro]

It's Jonwayne

Wayniac Mondays

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