Rhymewrecka
I make art in ernest
Like Ernest DeSoto
Pictures pressed under
Tension and stress
Oh, did you know though
You cant see my impress
Its invisible
Like my flow
God
Indivisible son
An original one
My lyrics
Warm and crispy
Like Japanese cakes
My foes are
Cold and crusty
Lyrical hype fakes
Taste is my
Subjective reality take
I also like
Decrepit, brown leaves
Crunching under red rakes
Pickin up on shit
Like a black and decker
Dipping, slipping on tracks
Im the homewrecker
Gripping on
Hilts of mics
Im a time stretcher
Telporting
Spacing on wax
Star trekker
Chewing on soft mcs
Chomp, Chomp
Like a monster move that never dies
Womp, womp
If you cant dig it
Then your grave is dug
I came here to kick it
On the real
He's the homewrecker
If you battle me
I a dress you
I body you
Like a haberdashery
Dude
I hang tomes of knowledge
On your domepiece
Until the sound increase
Release
Kill the beast like muad dib
Hold tight
Ponder
But dont sweat the technique
Sonic feast from the east
Sweet like mr deeds
Rap sat
School baby mcs
And let the sun fade
Into the sunset
Fake mcs words degrade
They just get upset
On the green line
Roll three joints by
A quarter to nine
You know in this
Music shit
Yo i get mine
I never been thugged out
But i been bugged out
Niqab watch out
Destroy you like the kraken
Smackin fake mcs
Virtually
With fancy word
Schellackins
Like Ernest DeSoto
Pictures pressed under
Tension and stress
Oh, did you know though
You cant see my impress
Its invisible
Like my flow
God
Indivisible son
An original one
My lyrics
Warm and crispy
Like Japanese cakes
My foes are
Cold and crusty
Lyrical hype fakes
Taste is my
Subjective reality take
I also like
Decrepit, brown leaves
Crunching under red rakes
Pickin up on shit
Like a black and decker
Dipping, slipping on tracks
Im the homewrecker
Gripping on
Hilts of mics
Im a time stretcher
Telporting
Spacing on wax
Star trekker
Chewing on soft mcs
Chomp, Chomp
Like a monster move that never dies
Womp, womp
If you cant dig it
Then your grave is dug
I came here to kick it
On the real
He's the homewrecker
If you battle me
I a dress you
I body you
Like a haberdashery
Dude
I hang tomes of knowledge
On your domepiece
Until the sound increase
Release
Kill the beast like muad dib
Hold tight
Ponder
But dont sweat the technique
Sonic feast from the east
Sweet like mr deeds
Rap sat
School baby mcs
And let the sun fade
Into the sunset
Fake mcs words degrade
They just get upset
On the green line
Roll three joints by
A quarter to nine
You know in this
Music shit
Yo i get mine
I never been thugged out
But i been bugged out
Niqab watch out
Destroy you like the kraken
Smackin fake mcs
Virtually
With fancy word
Schellackins
Credits
Writer(s): Tony Andrade
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