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Banana Clips
- I call this song "banana clips", cuz these lyrics are somethin' you should peel back,
- I'mma take the [wheel](veal) like calf chops, or better yet rim jobs for my wheel caps,
- Y'all get overshadowed like sundials, so if you wanna butt heads then feel free,
- How the fuck can you call me phony when you've never met the real me?,
- I just keep achievin' these [feats](feets), might as well uphold em' like footstools,
- All the worn out [souls](soles) feelin' weak kneed, it's apparent that the weak need good shoes,
- Somethin's afoot like ankle weights, so you better choose your next steps patiently,
- I'm here for the long run like treadmills, if you're sportin' sneakers you best tread carefully (ha),
- Not a huge fan of the namedrops, but if you do you better politely announce it,
- Cuz it's like havin' breakfast at Tiffany's, I wouldn't [go lightly](Golightly) about it,
- I'm handin' out sweet dreams, y'all better make like a sleeping bag and just zip up,
- If you're plannin' how to beat me, don't, cuz you couldn't make a decent track with no slip ups,
- I'm conflicted on writtens, when I'm supposed to be feelin' proud cuz I'm dope at this,
- I might've got my head in the clouds, but y'all are seekin' [cloud](clout) like nephologists,
- I just cut off the break pads, I'm speeding now like a motorist,
- If life is a movie, then I took the scenic route like the post credits (ha),
- I've gotten stamped on like an envelope, but it did not come sealed in,
- I'm enveloped in my own demise, why do I let my thoughts conceal me?,
- I don't think there's a scope for me, I'm always seein' red dots like SEAL teams,
- I'm always thankful to have fans, even though I ain't got no ceiling (get it?),
- Never in the right mind frame cuz I've got an in built doubter
- Inside my mind is a shouting match but I made my instincts louder
- Blinded by hate and irreverent enough to turn thin skins sour
- I'm igniting my page even if on it I had spent six hours
- I'm talkin' that real shit, ain't nothin' sweet like diabetes,
- Bitch I'm so hotheaded that I'm likely to die of heat,
- Burnin' rubber is the only way you'll catch my drift like a tire screech,
- Better sign your will to your loved ones, if you really do wanna rival me,
- Feelin' beefed up like a pattie, much less a pat on the back
- Cuz I've awoken from being too lazy and stagnant to rap,
- Matter of fact, this marks the beginning of my surly demeanor,
- Panic attack, like I'm throwin' a fit but if life is a beach then I'm having a [seizure](sea shore) (ha),
- These are the final strokes, I'm puttin' down the pen that puts rhymes to pad recklessly,
- The top five is what I'm dyin' for, had to get that off my chest, like a mastectomy,
- Don't act [stupefied](stupefy spell), I've done my MAGIC but they don't even mention me,
- Guess that's how it tends to be, had to SPELL it out for you like a spelling bee,
- But this is not the end of me, I've been writing all night till I lose sleep,
- Cuz I ain't never runnin' outta loose leaf, I keep it in [stock](stalk) like celery,
- These thoughts are a tendency, but lately it seems all I do's grieve,
- My lyrical incline has been too steep, and now I'm not even impressin' me.
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