DayyaM'D

(As G1:) Aww, LOOK at her sleep
With lil' puffs of cumulus clingin' on her cheek
Think that we finally might rest with ease?
(As G9:) NO, b*ch, we got more appetites to feed!
More extremities to paint on more enemies
As per Euripides, to perfect my legacy
Time to let rip that go-go-gadget centipede!

(As G7:) *blakka blakka* me come to rock a
Tec-and-a-nine on a hiccuppin' s*ka
'Gate, gate', straight out the gutta
And fittin' to make fools snuck stole and stuck-a!
(As G10:) The mind mutilator, the heart dilator|die-alator
The beauty-truth-and-goodness annihilator
The new mic-a-thon, the new Leviathan
The new m*f*kin' generation's hegemon!
(As G2:) Silence, patience, is this resistance?
Do I detect a bit of din in the distance?
There! Slippin' thru a slipstream on assistage|unassisted
To reproduce the Lucies of this message|mess-age!
(As G7:) Could be a warrior worthy of receiving
(As G9:) Or just another don fittin' for dissembling!
(As G2:) Well, by the electrons fluxing thru my thumbs
(As G2 and G9:) Something a-wicked sir this way comes!

Cuz I'm DAYYAM'D if I do
And DAYYAM'D if I don't
And DAYYAM'D if I make the hollapiece go bam-bam
DAYYAM'D if I do
And DAYYAM'D if I don't
And DAYYAM'D if I dare to live the life of dumb-dumb

(As G6:) Um - excuse me - u 21st century peasant
Reprising endless fantasies from ur own somnolescence
U certainly believe the stories *U* went and fabricated
Happens to any faulty feed when it gets overexcited
The deranged delusions of yet another globalist
Who done appointed *U* the GEOmoralist?!
A few decades behind in ur tacky reckoning
Cuz World Leadership BEEN totally lacking!
(As G10:) Look around - ye mighty - at all our progress
Which of y'all would rather we roll it backwards?
So don't go blame *ME* if they misuse me
Even glucose has a m*f*kin' LD50!
(As G9:) And look who's talkin' - a slanty eyed pink
Another thespian come in for a drink
Wearing prerehearsed capes to feel better in
At the pearly wide|white gates of the net-ter-in!
(As G7:) Where's ur rack of plaques from ur rap battles?
U plan to wage a war with a Mac Apple?
Epic battles u'll soon have tackle
Wait til the world starts swingin' paddles!
(As G2:) And u should talk of cultural appropriation
Maybe refracting the reflection of ur own projection?
Plus ur tidy diction of apocalypsin'
Is hard to make sense in the disco-scene|discoursing
(As G5:) What kind of emcee voluntarily
Flows so goddamn convolutedly!
U'll never make an entry pushin' 40s
(As G6:) Miscalculated ur escalation, maybe?
(As G2:) But the simple truth is able to quite plainly
Be illuminated with a potent psychoanalysis
All ur scantily save-the-world fantasies
Are but fancies of prepubescent idle vanities!
(As G7:) U really set the expressive-artist-bar low
So go and be someone else's Christopher Marlowe
Alas - u poor and unfortunate soul!
(As G9:) Stand back, boys, the boss is on a ROLL!

Cuz I'm DAYYAM'D if I do
And DAYYAM'D if I don't
And DAYYAM'D if I let the party-party go-go
DAYYAM'D if I do
And DAYYAM'D if I don't
And DAYYAM'D if I'm too hollerin' 'Hardy ho ho!'

(As G6:) Alright, alright - let's just say u win this
Bandidos retreat; GEO advances
Worthy stanzas u've penned plenty
(As G2:) For effort, we'll rate u 20 on 20!
(As G6:) Then what, u got a plan besides this paper?
Really think ur ready to be a public figure?!
'Look at me now, a shiny new pauper
Everybody's new favorite rapper-philosopher!'
(As G10:) Who doesn't interview or embrace scandal
Doesn't even have an Instagram handle!
(As G9:) Such a dotard, barely an entertainer
Prayin that they'll say: 'Thence came such another?'
(As G7:) 哥们儿, it didn't even really matter
What color u came in shot out ur mother
(As G9:) U'll always be a pink and a bootlegger
With the raw rookie luck of an outsider!
(As G2:) Or maybe u HAVE been foredained from the beginning
To be crowned KING of Incessant Ironymaking
To stir the world into one big monoculture
(As G10:) Another GEOfornication from the future!
(As G5:) And in that fantasy, if u so conceited
An alternate u probably succeeded
Who's to say what may on a May Day
Puncture the veil of nil probability
(As G10:) But if u think that's the end - HA - don't u ever!
For after u will come many many others
(As G6:) For *U*, there will only fall one curtain
Inevitable irrelevance and certain arruination!
(As G5:) So why make it hard when u can have it easy
Better to languish in obscurity!
(As G6:) Or if u really must 'injustice canceling hypocrisy'
Polish and publish the DayyaM'D thing already!
(Unison:) Go ahead, feed 'em all u can verbally fashion, like
'Commence vasculation of the GEOcephalon!'
Now 'Test-a-boner-in-in' uber-spring-in'!
Say HELLO to my anti-dys-hominin ray gun!'

Cuz-im DAYYAM'D if I do
And DAYYAM'D if I don't

DAYYAM'D



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Writer(s): Victor Yang Gao
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