Wanna Rap

I am Tyler Durden
Come to wake you up early
They say I'm not of service
But they don't carry this burden
Why in the fuck you flirtin with death
Like you is Got a purpose
I'm Jolly Heisenberg
And you are just uncertain
Tell me more about love and light and peace
You little earthling
Reason took us to the moon and back
That don't concern you
Don't you hate his beat
His heat is right up out the furnace
Like Phoenix from the ashes
I melt egos like plastic
And I don't entertain
Irrational sentimentality
If you know like I know
You know we are above average
And it's here just for practice
You hear these wave mechanics
Jolly at the center of the sphere
We're two Pythagoras
You don't have to believe me
I am not a religion
But I got that real vision
Hit em with that pre scision
I'm about the real reason
This is just a pre season
Wait until you see legion
Dle for deletion

Nowadays everybody wanna rap
Like they got something to say
But nothing comes out
When they open they face
So fuckin' turn up the bass
I fuckin' burn up the place
You can't keep up with the pace
Nah
Nowadays everybody wanna rap
Like they got something to say
But nothing comes out
When they open they
Face So fuckin' turn up the bass
I fucking burn up the place
You cant keep up with the pace
Nah

Welcome to the dynasty
This will cause your mind to freak
I'd be lying if I could die
But I survived catastrophes
I am the apostrophe
Entering your esses
Y-E on your yeses
Way up, I'm blessed
Spittin' with that fire
That'll burn up til decrepit
I don't give you credit
I cannot respect it
Better come correct
Or I will snatch your chain or necklace
You know I am reckless
You know I perfect this
I am just a star
And you are far from a director
Sharp like a vector
Tech is my protector
I eliminate the fakes
They restin' in my sector
I'm Hannibal Lecter
Call me Skull Collector
Killing so-called rappers
Bottom feeding on the average
I am on my savage shit
I turn up in damage
All the fakes are vanishing
Me no speako spanish shit
Got these niggas panickin
They faker than mannequins
Woah

Now a days everybody want to rap
Like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they open they face
So fuckin turn up the bass
I fuckin burn up the place
You can't keep up with the pace
Nah
Now a days everybody want to rap
Like they got something to say
But nothing comes out
When they open they face
So fuckin turn up the bass
I fuckin burn up the place
You can't keep up with the pace
Nah

This is not your Pinterest
This is not the internet
If we have to intersect
I kill you with my intellect
My rap is nasty
It'll leave a ill effect
Snap your head and disconnect
Wrap your head like Christmas gift
You are just an insect
A fly inside my spider web
I am not a prototype
I evolve with every breath
Every line and every fret
I pick apart a galaxy
Pardon my hyperbole
And just listen to Jolly speak

Sowing what I reap
That's how I got free
That's how I get free
Acid trip is peaked
Listen to this beat
Listen to me speak
All I spit is heat
All I got's the streets
Forces on the feet
And I'm rolling deep
Deeper than the sea
Bitch what do you see
I cannot see you
You are just a fluke
I don't play the flute
But I'm Pied Piperrrr

Now a days everybody want to rap
Like they got something to say
But nothing comes out
When they open they face
So fucking turn up the bass,
I'll fucking burn up the place
You can't keep up with the pace,
Nah
Now a days everybody want to rap
Like they got something to say
But nothing comes out
when they open they face
So fucking turn up the bass,
I'll fucking burn up the place
You can't keep up with the pace,
Nah



Credits
Writer(s): Angel Collazo
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