I'm a Shark Rap
(America - America has a problem)
(I'm a shark)
I'm a shark
Stand in front of my tank like Tiananmen
I'm too woke need a dose of some Phenergan
Got a Death Note - All these folks
Imma pen 'em in
Didn't get the message
Don't worry - I can send again
Take a cop to the court
Imma sue da feds
He a runny nose pig - Need a Sudafed
I am the stray dog that he shoulda fed
I'm a killer who ain't stop til you shoot 'em dead
I don't mean to be mean
But a billionaire make me want a guillotine
I will see you there Matthew 19
Wednesday threadbare
All of you Epstein
I close my eyes
I see your millions
I close my eyes
And I see millions
I don't mean dollars
I mean fathers
I see dead patients
I see their daughters
His insurance wasn't fit for the medicine
Didn't want the operations on his next of kin
Took himself out equations for a hundred grand
Guess that's what you get from the Promised Land
If I see
One more veto
Then these CEOS
Gonna meet Dios
If I see 'em in the streets that's the end of it
Cause I'm GPT with my life-like sentences
You don't rep crap
I'll change that e to an i real fast
If it's an eye for an eye than I'm breaking your back
At the end of the day you're still a carbon based hag
Bodies go slack and you stack up
Brittle bones are you're bread - That's jacked up
Salary is 10 milli - Where's that from?
It don't add up even though it's an exact sum
(That's a thinker)
I have asthma
(I'm a shark)
I'm a shark
Stand in front of my tank like Tiananmen
I'm too woke need a dose of some Phenergan
Got a Death Note - All these folks
Imma pen 'em in
Didn't get the message
Don't worry - I can send again
Take a cop to the court
Imma sue da feds
He a runny nose pig - Need a Sudafed
I am the stray dog that he shoulda fed
I'm a killer who ain't stop til you shoot 'em dead
I don't mean to be mean
But a billionaire make me want a guillotine
I will see you there Matthew 19
Wednesday threadbare
All of you Epstein
I close my eyes
I see your millions
I close my eyes
And I see millions
I don't mean dollars
I mean fathers
I see dead patients
I see their daughters
His insurance wasn't fit for the medicine
Didn't want the operations on his next of kin
Took himself out equations for a hundred grand
Guess that's what you get from the Promised Land
If I see
One more veto
Then these CEOS
Gonna meet Dios
If I see 'em in the streets that's the end of it
Cause I'm GPT with my life-like sentences
You don't rep crap
I'll change that e to an i real fast
If it's an eye for an eye than I'm breaking your back
At the end of the day you're still a carbon based hag
Bodies go slack and you stack up
Brittle bones are you're bread - That's jacked up
Salary is 10 milli - Where's that from?
It don't add up even though it's an exact sum
(That's a thinker)
I have asthma
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Keenan Horn
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