[Intro] I have absolutely no fly shit to say right now I'm in the booth eating applesauce Cause if you didn't know I'm sick as fuck right now I don't know why I'm always getting fucking sick But I feel like Method Man though (this is good)
[Verse 1: YoAstrum] This is Bruce Wayne meets Liu Kang Kicking shit darker than Gotham You now tuned to a motherfucking problem The dragon with a rhyme scheme that burn the fire squadron The technique immortal I was spawned from a coffin Caution, this is the makings of a mad man Snatching ass rappers, introduce them the trashcan Break his limbs, hang them from his feet like a bat then Slug his face cross' my home base, now that's a Batman This ain't boom-bat, more like a meth lab Doper than a addict's habit, you asking where needles at I got a backpack full of TNT and bomb raps If you catch a verse you'll catch more than a contact The rhyming hell raise above the thermostat Underestimated asking where my ankles at Feeling like a Lion outside my habitat I swear I'm a savage surrounded by some Tomcats On another note, I'm far from a matador I'm pass bullshit so fake friends, they mad or more Meant to say nevermore I see they claim that they adore my rhyme styles But in reality they don't support And one ear claim their favorite songs of mine But really the posers they can't recite a line They really just hopping on the fucking grind And hoping in the future I toss they' ass some fucking shine You see I got a chip up on my shoulder Far from a fool, you fucking with an Ogre I Dragon Ball flows and catch Z's when it's over Leave him in my sleep I make him [?] mediocre Kameha composition rap that left over Since to show my bare minimum is that much doper This is fat raps meeting A super nova Somebody tell Frieza N' his older brother that I'm colder Hol' up is YoAstrum the asinine Spit harder than 10 sweatshirts in summertime Known to hurl on the track throughout every line Ask [?] I'm so forreal when I'm speaking mines Maybe I need more time to kill Or I need more, more, more of life's thrills Either way I want more shine and that's forreal To the world sees my mind can blind that I'm ill Less of a flow, more of a cascade Kick more game than soccer up in an arcade Analog Division is a real saga we reign If you can't understand you outside your brain Bring your sounds to you that's so arcane Like go gold link chains and Katana blades (Gold link chains Katana blades) Gotham Right [?], Prism March 28thTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
