Beef Seasoning

I haven't written a rhyme
About rippin' a spine
Out of a kitten that's dyin'
In like a really long time
It's like y'all seem to forget
About the seasoning a vet
Puts on some beef when eats
Before playing Russian roulette

You think you got heart?
I could give two farts about what you retards call art
I'm "The Tipping point"
meets "When Things Fall Apart"
Roots
Like "Do You Want More?"
Or are you just another false start
Truth

I'm Jules Winfield meets Jules Verne at Juliard
You're Judy Garland skipping down a yellow brick boulevard
I'm hella sick wit' that gab
Gifted with the witchcraft
Have you bitches leavin thinking
"Shit, that little shit's shit smashed!"

And he who laughs last will be me, in fact, happily
While half of these casualties try to play it off casually
The other half gets buried in the grass under an apple tree
Dumb fucks dumbstruck while I hum "Bohemian Rhapsody"

I'm less Tim Lincecum, more Tim Flannery
From SD to SF, California fantasy
All state, all great, all-grape factory
Call it what you will but all hate is flattery

Miss me with your top 10 magazine blasphemy
Hot raps talk trash to the top brass at the academy
I'm the Cadillac of abstract abnormality
And I'm battling myself - but that's just a formality

I'm just having some fun
While you talk about guns
Z just fuckin around
Why you so shocked when he cums?

Im the rapping king of Tatooine
Eclipse it's two suns
Remember that time?
Never mind, y'all is too young

All g, it's alright, see tonight
Everybody Wang Chungs
Yin yang, feng shui
Yang yin shui fengs

Practically a palindrome
Balance in the palm trees
After flows it's sourdough and escargot
With bomb cheese

Everyone can get it Blacks, Latinos, Asians, honkeys,
But I don't disrespect women so instead of "bitch" I'll say "mom, please"

Devil on my shoulder screaming "jeez just let the song breathe!"
But these are life or death raps like I'm hunting fucking zombies

Juxtapose thoughts awkwardly
Like taco meats and broccoli
Flip flops mixed with soccer cleats
Kool Keith meets Socrates

In Polynesian colonies
Wearing a crown made of donkey teeth
Rewriting policies against racial inequalities!
Sheesh!

I haven't written a rhyme
About rippin a spine
Out of a kitten that's dyin'
In like a really long time
It's like y'all seem to forget
About the seasoning a vet
Puts on some beef when eats
Before playing Russian roulette

Reinventing sentence structure
Fuck your whole dictionary
Suck my dick and see some shit
The old man's a Visionary
Ay, I stay prophetic - some of y'all faker than a leg prosthetic
And it's way pathetic
Any one of y'all lames can get it

I'll see you and your freestyles
With your bits of newly found clout
And raise you all the chips
Better act like you just found out

To innovator-emulators
Trying their to best to sound proud
There's acid in my purple rain
I'm a hurricane
Fuck your little SoundCloud!

Man, fuck your little SoundCloud

The Zap Tap
King Aspect motherfuckin' McCarthy

Change the Beat fam for life