Humorous
Never rest
I don't waste no time
Money is a crime
This secret society
Humours me till I die
I ain't bite
I just turn your rhymes more night
I'm the knight in shining armour
Shave your rhymes like a local barber
No grudges I harbour
Clearly once a disaster
Now I cant go any harder
Truly sometimes
The universe
Makes me think I'm the best
That's when I become grounded
I confess
Seriously you can be hypocritical
Critical
It's all the same thing to me
Negativity
Pure as a rapper
Love is like a heart
But i don't love no matter
These girls hearts shatter
Their cunts fish on batter
I meant to say batter on some fish
Swish
Like Jordan Nike is my kicks
Mind slips
Trick after trick
Am I ready for this bitch?
Keep asking the questions
I don't need no mention
I'm in possession
Never confessing
The law of the Mafioso in question
Lyrically lifting
On these motherfuckers
I am pissing
What are they tipping?
I don't know man
I'm just fishing
Problems created
Man is jaded
99 problems
But I have 101 in the basement
Shit is crazy
These ladies asking
Whether I'm the new Slim Shady?
Never liked the word baby
Probably because I don't like ladies?
Pressure to fold
I've got the pressure
To be the best in the world
The signing time is over
You just ask Hova
I'm the million dollar
Cock roacher
Put me up on a poster
101.1 Nova
Sign two of my own
And hit you in the head
With a Bunning's blower
I told you
I ain't a grower nor a shower
I'm a motherfucken
Game over man poker
Prestige is good
Tradition is better
Lighter than a feather
Box my way out of corner
Better than Floyd Mayweather
This is what I call heat
My feet, lift from the beat
Been called a creep
I do it in my sleep
Motherfucker this is me peace
Where do I go from here?
I don't fucken know dear?
I'm killing this shit
Is there any other game around here?
I seriously have no fear
A few nervous moments
But I'm still all here
Now the chorus yeah
Humour me up
Friends don't fuck
Slut
You gonna hear me grunt
Yeah what the fucks up?
This is actually humorous
You're kidding me
These girls fuck?
Man
I didn't even know that
I must be dumb as fuck
Humour me up
Friends don't fuck
Slut
You gonna hear me grunt
Yeah what the fucks up?
This is actually humorous
You're kidding me
These girls fuck?
Man
I didn't even know that
I must be dumb as fuck
Every verse I write
Seems to get better
I'm becoming
Fresher and fresher
Put it in a letter
I'm looking for connection
My erection, it's flexing
I beg the differ
And then I beckon
This chicken is pecking
Satisfied with the thrill
Of the chill
Of spitting it ill
Pop more and more pills
Life fills
Gaps and more fucken dills
That get killed
I'm the premonition of feel
Disguise my dealings
These ladies all have feelings
Head touching the ceiling
Throw em out to the fish
And reel em in
Whenever your feeling dim
Push play on my music
And feel you're head spin
The dopeness begins
A hardened crim
Slimmer than slim
Bigger than a Lotto win
Catch me in the gym
These women want me
But I don't want them
C'mon we can be friends
Best ones that's the end
I'm on the mend
Never ridden in a Mercedes Benz
Been in a 7 series BMW
Never under you
I'm the thunder
From Australia it's true
Me or you?
There's only a few
That's why we stick like glue
Put out my new shoe
Astute
Growing capital dude
I've turned my life around in 10 years
It's clear
I came for a reason that is feared
Steer, stay near
Hear what you hear
I'm on top of most things
I cheer
Nobody going to bring me down
A clown
Wearing the crown
Look up not down
As I shift a pound by sound
Whose all over me now?
I'm over me proud
Speak aloud
Speak in public
I'm over me now
Playing to the crowd
Could I be shrouded in glory?
I'm just telling my story
Superstar by 40?
That's not what Tim the King said
27 add 10
And that's when you get
The length of my time off drugs
Thug
Killing this game of love
I've flown with White Dove's
Huh?
Bring it back to the trunk
Center point of gravity fuck
Really this is liftoff
Kiss you soft
Rip your jeans off your box
I'm hot
And hotter in this game
Than white hot
One thing I'm not
Racist or judgmental pops
My flock, tick tock
Rise to the top
We're coming for the gloss
Rip it off
Apply policy that lofts
Really who said I wasn't hot?
Leave it I'm lost
I'm locked
Hopefully won't get popped
Stock standard I rock
I don't waste no time
Money is a crime
This secret society
Humours me till I die
I ain't bite
I just turn your rhymes more night
I'm the knight in shining armour
Shave your rhymes like a local barber
No grudges I harbour
Clearly once a disaster
Now I cant go any harder
Truly sometimes
The universe
Makes me think I'm the best
That's when I become grounded
I confess
Seriously you can be hypocritical
Critical
It's all the same thing to me
Negativity
Pure as a rapper
Love is like a heart
But i don't love no matter
These girls hearts shatter
Their cunts fish on batter
I meant to say batter on some fish
Swish
Like Jordan Nike is my kicks
Mind slips
Trick after trick
Am I ready for this bitch?
Keep asking the questions
I don't need no mention
I'm in possession
Never confessing
The law of the Mafioso in question
Lyrically lifting
On these motherfuckers
I am pissing
What are they tipping?
I don't know man
I'm just fishing
Problems created
Man is jaded
99 problems
But I have 101 in the basement
Shit is crazy
These ladies asking
Whether I'm the new Slim Shady?
Never liked the word baby
Probably because I don't like ladies?
Pressure to fold
I've got the pressure
To be the best in the world
The signing time is over
You just ask Hova
I'm the million dollar
Cock roacher
Put me up on a poster
101.1 Nova
Sign two of my own
And hit you in the head
With a Bunning's blower
I told you
I ain't a grower nor a shower
I'm a motherfucken
Game over man poker
Prestige is good
Tradition is better
Lighter than a feather
Box my way out of corner
Better than Floyd Mayweather
This is what I call heat
My feet, lift from the beat
Been called a creep
I do it in my sleep
Motherfucker this is me peace
Where do I go from here?
I don't fucken know dear?
I'm killing this shit
Is there any other game around here?
I seriously have no fear
A few nervous moments
But I'm still all here
Now the chorus yeah
Humour me up
Friends don't fuck
Slut
You gonna hear me grunt
Yeah what the fucks up?
This is actually humorous
You're kidding me
These girls fuck?
Man
I didn't even know that
I must be dumb as fuck
Humour me up
Friends don't fuck
Slut
You gonna hear me grunt
Yeah what the fucks up?
This is actually humorous
You're kidding me
These girls fuck?
Man
I didn't even know that
I must be dumb as fuck
Every verse I write
Seems to get better
I'm becoming
Fresher and fresher
Put it in a letter
I'm looking for connection
My erection, it's flexing
I beg the differ
And then I beckon
This chicken is pecking
Satisfied with the thrill
Of the chill
Of spitting it ill
Pop more and more pills
Life fills
Gaps and more fucken dills
That get killed
I'm the premonition of feel
Disguise my dealings
These ladies all have feelings
Head touching the ceiling
Throw em out to the fish
And reel em in
Whenever your feeling dim
Push play on my music
And feel you're head spin
The dopeness begins
A hardened crim
Slimmer than slim
Bigger than a Lotto win
Catch me in the gym
These women want me
But I don't want them
C'mon we can be friends
Best ones that's the end
I'm on the mend
Never ridden in a Mercedes Benz
Been in a 7 series BMW
Never under you
I'm the thunder
From Australia it's true
Me or you?
There's only a few
That's why we stick like glue
Put out my new shoe
Astute
Growing capital dude
I've turned my life around in 10 years
It's clear
I came for a reason that is feared
Steer, stay near
Hear what you hear
I'm on top of most things
I cheer
Nobody going to bring me down
A clown
Wearing the crown
Look up not down
As I shift a pound by sound
Whose all over me now?
I'm over me proud
Speak aloud
Speak in public
I'm over me now
Playing to the crowd
Could I be shrouded in glory?
I'm just telling my story
Superstar by 40?
That's not what Tim the King said
27 add 10
And that's when you get
The length of my time off drugs
Thug
Killing this game of love
I've flown with White Dove's
Huh?
Bring it back to the trunk
Center point of gravity fuck
Really this is liftoff
Kiss you soft
Rip your jeans off your box
I'm hot
And hotter in this game
Than white hot
One thing I'm not
Racist or judgmental pops
My flock, tick tock
Rise to the top
We're coming for the gloss
Rip it off
Apply policy that lofts
Really who said I wasn't hot?
Leave it I'm lost
I'm locked
Hopefully won't get popped
Stock standard I rock
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Evans
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