Technically

[verse 1 LTZ Real-Name]

Don’t have the tats to prove i’m legit

But i’ll still cosby you with a sedative

Shit offensive well i guess that’s relative

Resident evil yeah nemesis

Making shitty raps with shitty apps

But it’s still better than relapse

Second relapse joke on this album

Making X like i’m malcolm

References that don’t make sense check em

Punching bitches like i’m flacon

Making raps with lyrics that are understandable

Eating rappers like i’m hannibal

Songs so shit i’m not a cannibal

Use the skip cause this shit is passable

Jokes so shit but they’re still laughable

Lyrics are fucking flammable

But i ain’t got a lighter cause i’m not responsible

Yeah

I’m going crazy so i’ll check in with my therapist

In the mean time we got motherfuckin slim samaritan

[verse 2 slim samaritan]

Yeah yeah

Yeah, Ok ok

Spitting flaming heat with LTZ Real-Name

You can not hurt me, i am built with a steel frame

Can't hang around with squares, cause they make me feel lame

Coming at a guy like slim will make you feel unreal pain

Throwing jewelry around me, cause i tend to steal chains

Fuck rap cap i would go to jail if i revealed stains

Ain't starting forest fires, but i always burn some bush

If you don't get that line, man, i'm talking about kush

I'm a fucking loud mouth i really need to learn to shush

Once you feel my fucking shove you'd be wise not to push

Cause the hollow tips inside these clips will turn a man to mush

Bitch

[Chorus]

Yeah

Technically not a rapper, Technically not a singer

But i’ll still put all you through the fucking ringer

Technically incapable of winning in a diss out

Technically incapable of killing, finna spit clout

Technically worse than fucking kelly in a bout

But i’ll still technically kick your ass better watch out

[verse 3 LTZ Real-Name]

Just put myself out on death row finna walk the green mile

Walking down to your zip code finna kick your ass but meanwhile

I’ll be spitting shit like you’ve never seen

Shots fired gonna need some medicine

Killing rappers like a death machine

Walk near me and you’ll fucking bleed

Now shut the fuck up before i actually put the hit out

Cause you’re gonna need some help with your eye drops

Cause you’ll be brain dead and lookin like a cyclops

Ripping shit from your rhyming book, dictionary

Shit jokes fall short like your vocabulary

Think your smart well i’m fucking smarter

No need for a kamikaze or even a martyr

Cause I mean for starters

Y'all act tough hiding behind armor

Shooting shots but as soon as they shoot back you ask to barter

Talking about being a dropout of harvard

More like they dropped you try harder

Y'all worse than me now ain't the crass

Cause I'm over here busting my ass

While you bitches kiss ass on mass

During sunday mass man show some class

Before I bring the brass fucking jackass

Aye