Practice

Yo, check it out without a doubt I'm spitting shitting on the crowd outloud

So quiet down and listen to the sound of a lyricist getting down coming unwound

I'm quicker than 93% talibans pakistanis not even Japanese can comprehend

Probably because everyone of em barely speak English, this was a shitty diss

But it doesn't matter because I spit it faster than superman causes a disaster

Faster faster faster I'ma faster rapper than a motherfucker shitty sculpture collapses

Getting bigger than molasses past the madness I'm really quite attractive got long lashes

I'm sorry if you can't rap this at the pace which I crafted the script but practice makes perfect

Apparently you don't deserve it, or you'd capture the flow no sweat just pure tactic

Don't get distracted deliver using your own accent I recommend getting prepped over getting wrecked

So I'm never strapless and I represent C-R-I-P to the day I pass, on blast but where's the bass at?

Get mad and slap the taste of dirty dog dick out yo ass, no remours doing dirty deeds like that

Frustrating feeding fans full of facts, just to realize y'alld rather listen to this crap

Luckily I just so happen to know how to raise yo eyebrow with a simple line here's one's now

Rely on my mind I don't try I write I fly by buh bye aimed for the sky no lie I'm dangerously High

Thank you to you few who do continue to view my menu, it's barbeque and thousand island tonight

Blowing smoke following rings with Os that's how it goes when your diamonds are sat in gold

So to get stoned, I did a ghost, then french inhaled through my nose, ripped a blunt and hit a hoe

Just choked on a bong calmed down and instantly went back split spit licked lit hit the ground

Woke up still ripping the motherfucker I'm a weed lover come discover the speed I'm going

I'm flowing showing those hoes my wings knowing if they approach I'm floating over her dome piece

I'm stupid when I'm loopy but you still couldn't out do me even If I was asleep so shoo freak

Didn't even really say anything about anything and I'm still murdering the beat

More than twenty syllables in each line, all 29, except for the first it was sum of 9+9

I'm babbelin on and on and in an unknown instance it'll be the end of the song

Can't even deny the fact you've been singing along so don't diss on me man fuck thats just wrong

If you made it to the end than prop and follow me for helping pass the time now goodnight

Oh one last thing, no I didn't do that shit you heard I did with your girlfriend, we went further

She also made me a burger, then we went to her place where she served dessert, what a squirter