Anomaly
I feel like I've got elephant tusks. I'm hellafied bonafide kentucky fried, I'm nuts, what?
And I'm staying lubricated daily. Slip my dick in to whatever it fit in, I'm crazy
Holy moshpit, osh kosh bagosh it's, completely retarded the size my crotch gets
I'm pooping, on rappers, not only pooping but poop scooping and vacuuming those bastards
Push, pull, let's give it a go. Go to the limit, I'm a living animal
I'm a motherfucking hustler, and I'm married to the game, I take her out to eat and then I fuck her
Rollin down the block on my bucycle. Steady smoking on my mom's white widow
I'm as about as fly as it gets. So fly that basically I'm on top of shit
Wake up world. Time to work out. Turn the lights on, wake up girl
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh yeah. Let's go to work
Wake up world, Time to work out, turn the lights on, wake up girl
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh yeah. Let's go to work
I'm so rick ross, I'm such a big boss, I got 'em hating on me, they must be pissed off
Young prof is something that you've never seen. I swear to god I've been the best since I was seventeen
You a bald man, I'm a rock band, you a choir boy, I'm a boss man
Motherfucker, I'm a small economy, arguably I'm a rarity, considered an ANOMALY
You're so gumshoe, I'm in your face like a front tooth, better recognize when I come through
My whole crew fights. Taste an uppercut up in the jaw and get elevated to new heights
Young prof hop out the coupe, so damn fresh man, I'm smelling like juice
Mother fucking unbelievable even though I'm achieving all these things that's unachievable
Wake up world. Tim to work out. Turn the lights on, wake up girl
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh yeah. Let's go to work
Wake up world, Time to work out, turn the lights on, wake up girl
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh yeah. Let's go to work
Best white rapper in a decade, swagger similar to larry bird plus an essay
Really prof is getting silly. Flow is so damn cold chilly willy
Cock swoll snot nosed looking hood rat. I be like dylan please rerecord me, where the kush at
High school haters pay the price. You pussies come around me then you bros get iced
I'm a dead man walking. Best MC that you seen out of coffin
In other words I believe that I'm awesome, possum, bounce on the track like a problem
Swallow MC's twenty-four seven. Like a hungry clock I'll go back for seconds
Look at me I'm filthy. If you want life to be better, I suggest you kill me
Took darling to the crib for a meal. Curtains were drawn, but the furniture was real
The food was great the talk was small. The boobs were fake, I kept my socks on
Dumb dadda, Young prof is in the Ramada. Come swalla pina cum-lada. That is something I don't run outta
So until manana, in my sonata give me mama I can beat the buns outta
Yeah, keep it on the hustle. See ya in the morning see ya in the morning
Yeah, keep it on the hustle, see ya in the morning, see ya in the morning
And I'm staying lubricated daily. Slip my dick in to whatever it fit in, I'm crazy
Holy moshpit, osh kosh bagosh it's, completely retarded the size my crotch gets
I'm pooping, on rappers, not only pooping but poop scooping and vacuuming those bastards
Push, pull, let's give it a go. Go to the limit, I'm a living animal
I'm a motherfucking hustler, and I'm married to the game, I take her out to eat and then I fuck her
Rollin down the block on my bucycle. Steady smoking on my mom's white widow
I'm as about as fly as it gets. So fly that basically I'm on top of shit
Wake up world. Time to work out. Turn the lights on, wake up girl
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh yeah. Let's go to work
Wake up world, Time to work out, turn the lights on, wake up girl
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh yeah. Let's go to work
I'm so rick ross, I'm such a big boss, I got 'em hating on me, they must be pissed off
Young prof is something that you've never seen. I swear to god I've been the best since I was seventeen
You a bald man, I'm a rock band, you a choir boy, I'm a boss man
Motherfucker, I'm a small economy, arguably I'm a rarity, considered an ANOMALY
You're so gumshoe, I'm in your face like a front tooth, better recognize when I come through
My whole crew fights. Taste an uppercut up in the jaw and get elevated to new heights
Young prof hop out the coupe, so damn fresh man, I'm smelling like juice
Mother fucking unbelievable even though I'm achieving all these things that's unachievable
Wake up world. Tim to work out. Turn the lights on, wake up girl
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh yeah. Let's go to work
Wake up world, Time to work out, turn the lights on, wake up girl
Whoo, Ooh, ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh, yeah. Whoo ooh ooh yeah. Let's go to work
Best white rapper in a decade, swagger similar to larry bird plus an essay
Really prof is getting silly. Flow is so damn cold chilly willy
Cock swoll snot nosed looking hood rat. I be like dylan please rerecord me, where the kush at
High school haters pay the price. You pussies come around me then you bros get iced
I'm a dead man walking. Best MC that you seen out of coffin
In other words I believe that I'm awesome, possum, bounce on the track like a problem
Swallow MC's twenty-four seven. Like a hungry clock I'll go back for seconds
Look at me I'm filthy. If you want life to be better, I suggest you kill me
Took darling to the crib for a meal. Curtains were drawn, but the furniture was real
The food was great the talk was small. The boobs were fake, I kept my socks on
Dumb dadda, Young prof is in the Ramada. Come swalla pina cum-lada. That is something I don't run outta
So until manana, in my sonata give me mama I can beat the buns outta
Yeah, keep it on the hustle. See ya in the morning see ya in the morning
Yeah, keep it on the hustle, see ya in the morning, see ya in the morning
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Writer(s): Jacob Anderson
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