100 Cents

Mantras
Hooks and a bridge and a verse and a breakdown
Onto somethin' new
My woolly mammoth be tuskin' you
Late night meals, I don't touch no food
Spreadin' my deals with guts and glue
Kicks so fucked, got Tuscan shoes
Push boundaries until they bust in two
Like, I done killed it back to back to front
Like 6'11" when I smack a jump
Like 5'11" when I'm onto Mars
Look back on the bars
Reminders on my phone
Reminders on ships in the stars
Slower than Sonic but three times as far
Sonically, I'm what you would call anomaly
See me ruin lives but I never say apologies

Head up in the clouds like 88
Deer up in the lamp when I'm sayin' grace
They be slidin' down a ramp in a shady place
I be pinnin' on the map with a baby face
Like, "Where we droppin' boys?"
Got fortes and lava cakes
Maybe sorbets and guava shakes
For sure got chips and Powerade
Like, "He the monster? That's great
My past as a Neverland kid might fade"
Power into whoever can range from the game
To a child with a toy of a rattle from a snake
And the batter for a cake in the oven
Make lovin'
No war from a cousin
Love fades to a grey dove so quick
Hold it while it's white for a moment

Pass over your class holder
I change the names in that folder
Best on earth right next to The Human Serviette, that's for sure
Just back from future when N.W. dug that line up
Gifted me a Bobby Vee record I didn't even sign up for
To get to the final four, these hoes gon' break they spinal cord
I like no effort, how's that irony?
They try definin' me by how I kinda look
I'm less shaky than china crooks
These mothafuckers by the book
A king gets taken by a rook?
Bitch, I summon your demons today
Put 'em on trial
And they fiendin' to say that they sorry and feel like redeemin' their ways
Heaven gained a million angels today
Every verse is a heist for your feelings
So I can come up and just siphon your thoughts
I pull out the iron, your ass is anemic
When I be writing that is right from the top
Flowin' in triple, I might never stop
Time is a gift so I'm citin' the clock
A long way to go like a kite when it drops
But I'm getting closer like Andy Taggart
Bitch, my new shit is all over the globe, it's over the globe
Put my artistry right over your lobe
I'm under your skin, they going for broke
I get better results just by knowing the ropes