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Find me, repeatedly beating them down, with rhyme schemes
I mean, you need to be leaving the house at light speed
Precisely, no beacon of hope is here, so move west
A few steps, consider then growing a beard, a new rep
To suplex, so sick of the posing with tears, insist that
You quit that, your cinema scope isn’t here, it's wick wack
Try to take a selfie, I’m Mutombo stopping the shot
A wagging fingerprint inside your camera, that’s the block
These jaw jacking jackdaws are running around half-cocked
Are soon found stumbling down a staircase in a lab lost
With the Gap Band in the Muzak at the cat scan that your dude’s at
Finna tap dance in the rat race til the last days of the boot camp
So WHO RAH to your new job with your suit straight from a Groupon
That your great aunt with tube top couldn’t take back with her bouffant
Gotta hate that I remind you with every single hole punch
Better face facts that the Kaiju never waste stacks on the gold fronts
It’s not overcompensation, it’s a truck with a sticker on it
Got a snake in the shape of dump that i’ve taken,
On its tail is rattle and the message is fierce
Stepping in this here is going to leave you messy for years
Got a gas mask with a Cash app, got to feed keeping the trash capped
In a hatchback jalopy that is sloppy with some rat traps
Got boots on with the goo gone interview's on the screen now
From Detroit better move on with the rebound, that he found
The Worm, steadily hitting the flippers as the lights flicker
Another randy fool grabbing his family jewels screaming my liver
Beefing with a beatjack to retreating with a peace hat
And the reason for the sweet nap that you're taking, well it seems that
A retract could have helped you, but it's too late it had fell through
What the hell dude, shot yourself in the shelltoes, got a shell tube
advising guy the guy with the Visine in a fight scene to ease back
Not Kyrie but it might seem you're hiding in a ski mask
I see that, treat you like his idiot earth, you'll to leave flat
I pity the words to speak from rehab to relapse
BeeGats snapped the heat rash on your knee caps in a e class
Better react with an evacuation, tasting defeat with each jab
You appear, stunned, up here with a virulent spear gun
Abundantly clear I fear none, I’m running to clear my ear drums, a beard sponge
Highly absorbent, Jihad with the sweet socks
Finally rivals forfeit clutching bibles by the forest
When the beat drops I’m walking away without the slightest sign of soreness
Combining forces with Agent Orange deface your whining portaits
I’m Cool like Keion Clark with veins full of freon sparks
Beyond all the parts fully charged, yelling Yee haw! for a lark
Sawed off the side of the see saw for my cheat code from the below
Better reach slow with your weak show, sipping miso at bistro
Your license getting revoked plus your key card with a heat stroke
Worn down from all the ins and outs, man you keep goin
While you've gone deep in your mom jeans at a concert of Jason Aldean's
I'm at Aldi's scoring deals on brie like y'all need a withdrawal squeeze
With the gym shoes that've been used til the insoles are Swiss cheese
Plus a ski lift to get you inside of your truck, so tough and pristine
credits
from $5,000 Flashlights,
released September 2, 2019
Produced and mixed down/mastered by Agent Orange
Started following Juga-Naut upon hearing him break down life and rap relating to Kool G Rap on Crate808 and I've been a fan since. Wordplay, skill, the dope backdrops, what's not to love? Sankofa
