Pancake

Spent my whole life tryna please somebody
Thinking other people'd tell me how to be somebody
SIKE
What an overnight Crock Pot of shit that was
You told me that? You in hot water like a bathtub
Bother me, get smacked up
You try to stop my own thing
You puppet with no string
I'm Frodo with gold ring
Traveling into Mordor OR
Hanging with Dorothy
I'm Toto (A DOG)
And you're scary with no brain
My music confusing like we're not in Kansas anymore
Rapping from my bubbles spitting emeralds
I got plenty more
Y'all ain't ready for it, wonder how he got skill
While looking sweeter than the leader of the Lollipop Guild
Munchkin, but I'm much taller
Y'all're squashed like a pumpkin
Orange and round, baller on the court: almost dunking
Tryna' up my vertical but busy getting horizontal with ya lady
Ain't that something?
I got the crowd in shock doing waves
BLAST RADIUS
Stand back, cuz, this a Bomb Track and I'm past patience
Rage Against the Lean, I eat the brownie with the hash baked in
Ate the other half now I'm half-human half-alien
I lack union but have salience
Hop on a flow, stop and I go
Brainiest guy that I know, but ain't saying shit
I gotta tho, how could you know
'Til I put the pen to the page again
Y'all gon make me rage again
Imma show my age again
When I burn you like a CD and then
Turn you like a page again
Earn it like a paycheck
Learn it like "who taught you that?"
After-school tutor, I'm the teacher like "who's talking back?!"

It's always gotta be another day another show
Another hit, another bowl
Another get, another go
Gotta be another way I need a fix in my skull
This feels unwinnable, that just me?
I don't know

Aww, you got me awfully-pressed
Forgive me if my hand shakes
You put me in a waffle-press expected me a PANCAKE
Put me in a box and tryna monitor my damn shape
I rap circles off my chest like hair when I manscape
Fair if I play, unfair when I planned for it
Always think ahead, I read the end to my damn story
Never gave a fuck about no spoiler warning
Just a boy, hit record, spit at four in the morning
Cause I'd rather rap than sleep
On my feet when I'm snoring
I be napping on the beat and catching Zs on the chorus
Passing out, pass the plate, pass an Oz, pass the bacon
Pass the bacon, pass the pancakes, it's breakfast time
(CHIGGA CHIGGA CHIGGA)
Im castrating you rappers who tryna sing falsetto
You false, get your head out the gutte
Like fall-yellow-leaves
Hello
A neat fellow who smells of weed smell tho
Never broke a bone, I chief elbow joints
Anxious, but you know it get me level headed
Funny how Im closer to god when on the Devil's Lettuce
On it when I'm smoking the ganja, I keep getting better
Y'all all expect me to fall, man I just never let up
Dank shit, packed tight, flows immaculate
Reflexes cat-like, blow shit at the hip
Sharpshooter, ship-shape
Don't even check the shipping date
I'm already at your doorstep. EYE-QUEUE isn't late!

Its always gotta be another day another show
Another hit, another bowl
Another get, another go
Gotta be another way I need a fix in my skull
This feels unwinnable, that just me?
I don't know

Put me in a waffle-press expected me a-
Put me in a waffle-press expected me a PANCAKE
Put me in- Put- Put me in- Put me in a waffle-press
Expected me a pancake
My hand shake!

EYE-QUEUE



Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Nottage
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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