Zippity Doo Dah

I treat my words like weapons
You cannot oppose me
Ring around the rosie
Pocket full of posies
If We all fall down

Whose gonna rise and try for the crown
Zippity do dah
Zippity day
How many bars is it really gonna take

Take it to the shop if it's bent outta shape
Shape it into whatever shape we may
Swag on a sideways 8
Bide my time while I ride my wave

I don't bite my tongue
But you pussys bit the slang
A Slice of the pie that the boy just baked
Ride by night with a sight so vague

I don't try I train I don't die I trade
My life I paint
Rearrange
Your lane

Yang to your yin
I'm the brain to yo stem
Sip a drink so stiff
I'm equipped wit a mix of rich excellence

The precipice is this
Bring the vision to exist
Enhance on demand
Iron man with the wrist

Jet pack strapped
And I'm ready for attack
You know where I'm at
Let's see who'll flap

Tryna catch up to the Cap
Ten men stand on their hands just to grasp
My sack you can jacket
No flak

It ain't nothing but a casket
I got the facets
Your two attached tits
Look better wit no bra

Lemme see ya take it off
Lemme watch ya de-evolve
And Appease the reptile in us all
I just wanna get off

Fuck it
We all alone like a monologue
Kick the bucket
Spilling it upon a pond

A metaphor for your poor boring songs
You should really knock it off
Take a L
Take a spell

Ten rocks in my shell
Iraq with the sauce so hot
And you know I got the heart
Got the grit got the guts

And a truckload of parts
I got the I for your pod
I got the drive for your car
I got the dive for your darts

I got the vine in her art
In time we will shine like a star
These bars are red like mars
I wrote em on a big fucking wall

Let's cash this check
I don't give a fuck I have sex
Getting blown by two chicks; I got necks



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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