Kaiju
Sipping on baiju
Looking at a waif for my waifu
Look at his face make way for the kaiju
Carry that heat by my hip lil' rifle
Don't like you, man in fact I despise you
Take a hit way better than a prize fighter
Dick's ready to snake like sidewinder
I'm a mile high live wire
Got a minute to finish I mix the cum with her eyeliner
I'm sick and tired of these younger bitches what I really wanna do is date a mom
Find a milf at Trader Joe's, exchange phone numbers and then text her later on
Take her out to make it rain, showing out, I always happily ate the cost
So she ate the cock, gave me brain, made me cum, so you know I had to give her props
Then I went on with my day, reminisced about my pops
How it's been a minute since his particles went back to being dust and rock
So I be thinking like, fuck 'em all, no love involved, I could never trust a thot
Cuz I'm a horny, anxious, manic dog some days I just can't adjust my thoughts
But I be like, subtle with the sauce though
Even coming off a loss bro
I been rhyming with an odd flow
Got a little bit of cocaine in my nostrils, yeah
My serotonin's all gone now
There's nothing left I wanna talk about
Break the silence with a loud fart
If you at all expecting me to mouth off
I rap like vivid vivisections of violence in an arms war
Flow strong like the sore forearms of a young man doing farm chores
If you ain't getting any better then what the fuck you writing bars for
Call me Godfather part four, but the porn version so it's hardcore
I ain't cut from no cloth
I was cooked in a broth
I'm made of groundbreaking mettle breaking metal like Toph
And I'm channeling my inner 2Pac
Rappers afraid of my bars
Take a loss but I think they knew they were fucked from the start
I ain't cut from no cloth
I was cooked in a broth
I'm made of groundbreaking mettle breaking metal like Toph
Channeling my inner 2Pac
Rappers afraid of my bars
Take a loss but I think they knew they were fucked from the start
Call me Blade 2 with the shades dude
Looking dangerous by the payphone in the Matrix
Ate the red pill and the blue pill at the same time
In a strange twist made the framework cave in
I'mma take mine, don't whine if ya can't hack it with grape vine
With the lame rhymes
You were not chosen, got a frail mind
You slow with a weak spine, trailing behind like snail slime
There are no rules to engagement
I am not fooled by the fakeness
There is no honor when faced with the end and the darkness of death that is sacred
The thing in the basement
Floating down the lazy river of life on an inner tube with inner grace
If anyone get in my face, I'll disintegrate, cook 'em up on a dinner plate
em up to an iron lung when I get done, you gon' need to ventilate
Full of piss and vinegar invigorated while they sit on their hands and commiserate, ugh
Fine words butter no parsnips
My flow sticky like tarpit
Got so much drive feeling carsick
Ready to fuck like I'm part chimp
On the Mend just sent me another beat pack
Ready to tear it up like a wrench on your kneecap
Wanna be the best so I'm always open to feedback
But only from peers who clearly bleed rap
Otherwise you can go fuck yourself
Motherfucker in fact, you could fuck yourself twice
My flow's sparkling it bubble up nice
Mr. Freeze serving up trouble on ice
Looking at a waif for my waifu
Look at his face make way for the kaiju
Carry that heat by my hip lil' rifle
Don't like you, man in fact I despise you
Take a hit way better than a prize fighter
Dick's ready to snake like sidewinder
I'm a mile high live wire
Got a minute to finish I mix the cum with her eyeliner
I'm sick and tired of these younger bitches what I really wanna do is date a mom
Find a milf at Trader Joe's, exchange phone numbers and then text her later on
Take her out to make it rain, showing out, I always happily ate the cost
So she ate the cock, gave me brain, made me cum, so you know I had to give her props
Then I went on with my day, reminisced about my pops
How it's been a minute since his particles went back to being dust and rock
So I be thinking like, fuck 'em all, no love involved, I could never trust a thot
Cuz I'm a horny, anxious, manic dog some days I just can't adjust my thoughts
But I be like, subtle with the sauce though
Even coming off a loss bro
I been rhyming with an odd flow
Got a little bit of cocaine in my nostrils, yeah
My serotonin's all gone now
There's nothing left I wanna talk about
Break the silence with a loud fart
If you at all expecting me to mouth off
I rap like vivid vivisections of violence in an arms war
Flow strong like the sore forearms of a young man doing farm chores
If you ain't getting any better then what the fuck you writing bars for
Call me Godfather part four, but the porn version so it's hardcore
I ain't cut from no cloth
I was cooked in a broth
I'm made of groundbreaking mettle breaking metal like Toph
And I'm channeling my inner 2Pac
Rappers afraid of my bars
Take a loss but I think they knew they were fucked from the start
I ain't cut from no cloth
I was cooked in a broth
I'm made of groundbreaking mettle breaking metal like Toph
Channeling my inner 2Pac
Rappers afraid of my bars
Take a loss but I think they knew they were fucked from the start
Call me Blade 2 with the shades dude
Looking dangerous by the payphone in the Matrix
Ate the red pill and the blue pill at the same time
In a strange twist made the framework cave in
I'mma take mine, don't whine if ya can't hack it with grape vine
With the lame rhymes
You were not chosen, got a frail mind
You slow with a weak spine, trailing behind like snail slime
There are no rules to engagement
I am not fooled by the fakeness
There is no honor when faced with the end and the darkness of death that is sacred
The thing in the basement
Floating down the lazy river of life on an inner tube with inner grace
If anyone get in my face, I'll disintegrate, cook 'em up on a dinner plate
em up to an iron lung when I get done, you gon' need to ventilate
Full of piss and vinegar invigorated while they sit on their hands and commiserate, ugh
Fine words butter no parsnips
My flow sticky like tarpit
Got so much drive feeling carsick
Ready to fuck like I'm part chimp
On the Mend just sent me another beat pack
Ready to tear it up like a wrench on your kneecap
Wanna be the best so I'm always open to feedback
But only from peers who clearly bleed rap
Otherwise you can go fuck yourself
Motherfucker in fact, you could fuck yourself twice
My flow's sparkling it bubble up nice
Mr. Freeze serving up trouble on ice
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Writer(s): Sung Keon Lee
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