Im beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod The way Im racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God Kneel before General Zod this planets Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard So you be Thor and Ill be Odin, you rodent, Im omnipotent Let off then Im reloading immediately with these bombs Im totin And I should not be woken But its honestly futile if I dont utilize what I do though For good at least once in a while So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle Enough rhymes to maybe try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned Ur hungry looking at me like its lunchtime I know there was a time where once I Was king of the underground But I still spit like Im on my Pharoahe Monch grind So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine Appeal with the skin color of mine But Im morphin into an immortal coming through the portal Youre stuck in a time warp from 2004 though And I dont know what the f**k that you rhyme for Youre pointless as Rapunzel with *** cornrows You write normal, f**k being normal Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming Im a human What I gotta do to get it through to you Im superhuman Innovative and Im made of rubber So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and itll glue to you Im devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a audience a feeling like its levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, theyll be celebrating Cause I know the way to get em motivated I make elevating music, you make elevator music Oh, hes too mainstream Well, thats what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it Its not hip hop, its pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap with Doc Throw on Lose Yourself and make em lose it I dont know how to make songs like that I dont know what words to use Let me know when it occurs to you While I’m ripping any one of these verses, that versus you It’s curtains, I’m inadvertently hurtin you How many verses I gotta murder to prove That if you were half as nice at songs, you can sacrifice virgins too School flunkie, pill junky But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to And Im a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues But its still tongue in cheek, f*ck you Im drunk so Satan take the f*cking wheel, Im asleep in the front seat Bumpin Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky but funky But in my head theres something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils and heres what they want from me Theyre asking me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination But f*ck it, lifes handin you lemons, make lemonade then Dont mistake him for Satan Its a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas And take a vacation to trip abroad Be a king, think not - why be a king when you can be a God
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 06:43:38 +0000
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