Shrimp Platter
I've always had bars under wraps like they're mummies,
The Valley of the Kings is where I'm from you can't touch me
I am King Tutski - wandered in the desert, found refuge
Recreated rap from just some sand and a test tube
Blood's so cold I'm a lobster
Eat upon some shrimp 'til I'm a bonafide mobster
Popped a switchflip on a pale kid, now that's a stalefish
Pro skatin' Reuben put your head in a tailspin
I dig it, dugtrio, I triplet
When I chip in, I'm lifted
But I'm dug in and siftin', through the bugs with my wrists
It's inherent but written, understandable
I form sounds from my lower mandible
Get 'em while I'm venomous, this verse'll be the antidote
I'm spaced out in Canada but still expandable
Not keeping this planetary straight sanitary scares me
And I'm barely self aware unless somebody dares me to be
So no filter use, enough winter blues
Now Andy Coops always callin' for interviews
I'm so into you, can't help it
Ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
Alright, I got verses in the vault these days
And they crave the cracker like a saltine craze
It's Mr Young only-gettin-slow-ovations
Based, still happy talkin' bout crustaceans
Ayy, I made spawn like cod
That's a fish joke or an Activision nod
Don't be acting like god, this a humble man's story
We're doing it right, there's only up to go
Cut back on the fluff to buffer that glory
That's a bit of advice from Mr. Beautiful Flow
And I been hiding away but I ain't that sorry
Cooped up in a room off of the kitchen spitting verses to a click
Dropping pens and my friends been asking me what's a matter
Ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
Hey you probably didn't know this but um
I actually swapped out my mic for just a Red Delicious apple
I just post it right on the screw tip
The waxy tip vibrates like a phonogram just in the right way
That if you put a cone of paper around it
You probably don't know this
I actually record just with a Granny Smith apple
The skin... fuck me
The Valley of the Kings is where I'm from you can't touch me
I am King Tutski - wandered in the desert, found refuge
Recreated rap from just some sand and a test tube
Blood's so cold I'm a lobster
Eat upon some shrimp 'til I'm a bonafide mobster
Popped a switchflip on a pale kid, now that's a stalefish
Pro skatin' Reuben put your head in a tailspin
I dig it, dugtrio, I triplet
When I chip in, I'm lifted
But I'm dug in and siftin', through the bugs with my wrists
It's inherent but written, understandable
I form sounds from my lower mandible
Get 'em while I'm venomous, this verse'll be the antidote
I'm spaced out in Canada but still expandable
Not keeping this planetary straight sanitary scares me
And I'm barely self aware unless somebody dares me to be
So no filter use, enough winter blues
Now Andy Coops always callin' for interviews
I'm so into you, can't help it
Ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
Alright, I got verses in the vault these days
And they crave the cracker like a saltine craze
It's Mr Young only-gettin-slow-ovations
Based, still happy talkin' bout crustaceans
Ayy, I made spawn like cod
That's a fish joke or an Activision nod
Don't be acting like god, this a humble man's story
We're doing it right, there's only up to go
Cut back on the fluff to buffer that glory
That's a bit of advice from Mr. Beautiful Flow
And I been hiding away but I ain't that sorry
Cooped up in a room off of the kitchen spitting verses to a click
Dropping pens and my friends been asking me what's a matter
Ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
I ate a shrimp platter of shit rappers until I felt sick
Hey you probably didn't know this but um
I actually swapped out my mic for just a Red Delicious apple
I just post it right on the screw tip
The waxy tip vibrates like a phonogram just in the right way
That if you put a cone of paper around it
You probably don't know this
I actually record just with a Granny Smith apple
The skin... fuck me
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Writer(s): Brody Weld
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