Acid Wash

I can't rap and I can't produce
I'm needing acute care cos I'm so obtuse
Starting wars just so I can call a truce
No spring in my step steen, don't call me Bruce
They questioning why I rhyme with no reasoning?
I'm suggesting they check my lines that don't mean a thing
Drunk talk, say it swaying like teetering
I make minced beats, use my words as a seasoning
Rinse and repeat while preparing a sonnet
Cool down with the gang but we getting up on it
I'm hedging bets and hogging mics like I'm Sonic
Catch me in the garden like I'm weeding that chronic
Megalodon bit that ass, this a shark attack
Slapping kids up, what they get just for talking back
Told my mum and dad when I was young that I don't wanna rap
Made a career out of talking shit down at the laundromat

Cocktail molotov, this is acid wash
Make yourself at home, relax, take that jacket off
Say some volatile shit just to laugh it off
Grow up, bitch I'd rather not

Abusive music, I say shit that's so abrasive
Embody beats, chop em up and stuff em in cases
Unknown location, the chart where my album places
Couldn't charge me cos your allegations were baseless
Disorder in the court, it's getting so out of hand
Native title defendant, gonna fight for my right to the land
Who, what, when, why, where, if, but & and
No photography please when I'm taking the stand
List of demands met by the end of this sentence
Don't negotiate with terrorists? I'm fucking offended
What I meant is I'm the bomb and that you should feel threatened
Cos I'm blowing up the spot like I'm Guru the second
Attention's hard to earn cos I'm splitting my focus
Between writing these lines and getting deep in the FLOTUS
Donald's getting refreshments like he's fetching us sodas
I'm running this shit in case you didn't notice

Cocktail molotov, this is acid wash
Make yourself at home, relax, take that jacket off
Say some volatile shit just to laugh it off
Grow up, bitch I'd rather not



Credits
Writer(s): Coen Grumetza, Cuckoo Coco
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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