No Fringe

Guess who guess who's back in this bitch
The most reclusive who killed shit
The last time he came around changed the nature of his sound
In order to go handle his business
Fuck the past fuck the present fuck the future
I'm your father and i'm walking out on you Punky Brewster
References got you googling on your computer
Soon as they find it they'll be like this dude's a fucking loser
Like father like son burn your eyes looking in my direction
Undermine my lines it's misdirection to attract attention
Then hit them with a power bomb and senton
Yeah, i like wrestling so what
Better than what you cats like dicks up your butt
That rhyme was so pathetic the second time that i said it
I saw you nodding your head then you agreed to admit it
Look at the way that i ease into this
Like a penis inside of your bitch
Washed up i'm back i was just adrift
Now watch them all drop the order to cease and desist
Try to subpoena eat a penis with cream in between a pair of Adidas
On the sweaty feet of a Chinese trapezist
Believe it's time you agree is egregious
Or try to beat so do the math like Archimedes motherfucker
They ain't even seen the best of me
2013 it's The Recipe
And we're back up in the motherfucker
Harry Osborn



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Writer(s): Edmond Kasparian
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