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Funky Rhyming

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(Verse 1) From the top of the Empire State, I shit on a rapper's head who think he great And while he's rubbing on a head full of dookie, my man step up and take the Polaroid smoothly So I can put it on the cover of my next 12" and maybe call the record 'How I Excel', or anything to indicate my superiority Whether you be new to my shit or feel me already, my theory ought to be to slaughter each and every loser, computer-user abusing the truth that I'm used to I see it from the vista east of the weak stuff, you master the last of the piece that I mapped out You snap on a rapper for minimal stuff, like if I rhyme Peking duck with 18 bucks You over-analyze and try and say he sucks but I'm known to fantasize when I make things up: I'm so talented... (Verse 2) (People!) -talk shit like girls in a bathroom, don't ever try and call me soft in a chatroom Instead of trying to find a dis, you better try and find some bliss in the kind of life you live 'cause you're a sucker, repetitively; your friend who rap ain't better than me I ain't no whack motherfucker, so bear witness, I put a lot of time in this My rhyme-physics make me something of a scientist Fly entrance, sky walker, light saber, psychotic, right flavors Listen to the rhythm of a skyscraper-tongue, I vibrate the Sun when I gyrate my lungs Lots of motherfuckers want a father figure who raps, so suck your mommy's pussy 'cause I ain't doing that My rhythm is futurism, your edit is retro, I found the fundamentals and I'm never going to let go Rugged and raw, boy, you think I didn't know that my beats is raw and the fidelity is low: I'm so tasteful... (Verse 3) Talk so eloquent, always in my element, elephant crush your


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