Lyrically Raped God

Em owns the beat. You should fucking know that cunt.

 

I know everyones got their fucking version of this. Fuck it. Let's go.

 

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god

even though I know sure as shit Im not

Not even 100 top

Not even an album dropped

 

Beginning to feel like computer, must be in my genes

feeling aspy, IT technician's what I study at UNE

Don't fuck with me

I'll turn into a jet and reach mach speed

crash into your house with your wife and kids

cause an explosion but not before I smoke all your weed

 

I'm fixing for this addiction to this lyrical slick shit

kick to earl sweatshirt for a verse sure as shit could do worse

Ain't got the purse It's a curse that works me up till berzerk

Lurking in Shadows, a dj, a clerk

blending in but still dat ass twerk

nah not the girl at the strip club without a shirt

I mean me, I'm grinding that fucking pole today!

You're entering my fucking hole today

Holly? Know that whore mole's away

we've got her kids, 4, 5

They're ready to play.

Course if you say yes I'll break your neck

I'll suplex you into the next state

Not Idaho, youdaho and I meant a different mental state of mine

It's called death, you bigoted ignorant redneck

 

Im beginning to feel like a rap god

Technical acrobatics all I have got

A nerd with words but lame flow

Delivery and production need some work

 

Everyone in this game is spitting fire

Even the people that get caught in my ire

in my line of fire

I'm talking Cudi, Drake, Rocky, Big Krit, Rick Ross

All those mother fuckers are way too soft

Rick Ross is okay with date rape

Guess thats all he can get with that gut

That Bill Cosby loving slut

That personality, that face cunt

Nah, not calling you a cunt I mean his face looks like a cunt

The kind he's battered and ruptured

Reaching rap rapture like a rap raptor

Technical master packing cones for his significant o

Pidgeon holed nah I break the mold

Fuck the mould it's moldy and old

And I've never fucking done what I'm told

 

Bitter and old

Emotionless and cold

Aggressive and bold

Ignorance and arrogance hold

me to the fold

you in half like origami

I can make a crane while I play Okami

Osama, Obama, Trump.

Dick, nice, kind of a cunt.

Not to be blunt but pass us the blunt

nah fuck a blunt, it's traumatic,

Pass the bong I want a cone

I'll smoke Hitler's ghost after he's doped

up on every drug I know

That's a high ho

That's a low high and a high lo

Hilo is close to hello and I'm mellow

And just rhyming for the sake of rhyming

not making any sense, get back on track

with your timing, it's blinding, a flack cannon

This tracks ending, with you're attack, harem

I got and they're all on the warpath, you scared man?

You bannons man? You take the Banana man?

 

Little fag looking boy named Em he comes from detroit

Shouldn't be throwing around words like little fag looking boy

Little fag looking boy named um. Me. Oi

Little fag looking boy bisexual maybe definitely

not sure but fuck it it's still definitely

Mentally Stephanie Bethany Bruce and Matthew Lees

Can suck my dick, I'll suck yours back

I'll lick your crack and you lick mine with a line crack

Got a cock you can smash and by smash I mean with hammer

We're eating Bangers and mash.

Like Hawkeye I'm smashed

on home made liquor trying to perform surgery

but it's more butchery because I'm stabbing this cunt with a scalpel

till he bleeds, it's open heart but can't call it surgery

 

Picture this, I'm a bag of clits, put me to your dick

Put me to your lips like a dyke fucking prison bitch

Like I'm El-P Sucking on Mikey's Dick

or em on Dre's little women bashing dick

Dee Barnes Revenge in full force

Free barn dance nah it's a ho down

and by ho down I mean I raped and murdered your sister

I'm twisted like MC Twista, busting like busta and

mind like an ole dirty bastard

Wu-Tang, Shaolin monks without a plan

Improvising just slapping with my pimp hand

It's my dick I should introduce

you to it

maybe we can get down to it

and by get down to it I mean go downtown

with macklemore to a thrift shop

where I bought a tech n9ne to aim at Hopsin