One Slice At A Time
I'm spittin stank up on the mic I call it halifunkytosis
On my supercalifragelistichellafuckindopeshit
Rad-Em-Up I'll get the script no matter what the diagnosis
JayWalker on the beat, I got him goin "Sick Nasty"
Now Watsky told me everything would just be a-okay
As long as I remained as strong as an o-a-k
But I'm on my adamantium level unstoppable now
And I let my lyricism hit you right hook, kapow
The unpredictable Simpson the way I run with the homies
We burnin through you like the Human Torch you nothin but phonies
And I got you bobbin and weavin thinkin my shit is fantastic
You tryin to recite my lyrics I'll have you feelin asthmatic
The proposition was simple we make it
Bigger than the Milky Way
I knew that with the wrong decisions
I could flip the coin to either face
The methods have never been simple
But now my limits are beyond space
As long as I'm keepin tempo life can come to me at any pace
So I brought the blues like I'm Sonic
Feelin like the plague of pneumonics
To get your Tail in my phonics
And I got my competition wishin they were bass pro fishin
And my combos immortalized to keep all my combatants finished
On my supercalifragelistichellafuckindopeshit
Rad-Em-Up I'll get the script no matter what the diagnosis
JayWalker on the beat, I got him goin "Sick Nasty"
Now Watsky told me everything would just be a-okay
As long as I remained as strong as an o-a-k
But I'm on my adamantium level unstoppable now
And I let my lyricism hit you right hook, kapow
The unpredictable Simpson the way I run with the homies
We burnin through you like the Human Torch you nothin but phonies
And I got you bobbin and weavin thinkin my shit is fantastic
You tryin to recite my lyrics I'll have you feelin asthmatic
The proposition was simple we make it
Bigger than the Milky Way
I knew that with the wrong decisions
I could flip the coin to either face
The methods have never been simple
But now my limits are beyond space
As long as I'm keepin tempo life can come to me at any pace
So I brought the blues like I'm Sonic
Feelin like the plague of pneumonics
To get your Tail in my phonics
And I got my competition wishin they were bass pro fishin
And my combos immortalized to keep all my combatants finished
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