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Project loudly, that's what the mic is for
You wanna write but you're not the sharpest knife in the drawer
Comparatively I can be seen as a human light beam
A figurative interpretation of color on white screens
Laser or proper source, rapper fundamentally unchallenged
Trap resonator, no glock or saber, slow fader
Plus the fader on the mix is busted
Not encrusted in dusted breaks
I make hymnals, when J hem you
Tell him about your 4th amendment
Or pretend you're deaf
I could write a rhyme where nothing rhymes
It's the man of honour, dodging anaconda with a bomber
In a Honda, rolling marijuana on the Verrazano
Ready to get dirty like a farmer
Merge with Time Warner: a daytime drama series
When you were flurries, they bury you in a hurry
Then carry you through my study
It's bloody and kinda ugly like finding your buddy
And nobody believes the story
Of how his head got stretched, it looks like silly putty
Don't worry money or muddy, go find a honey, it's sunny
Do whatever you wannie, but get away from me
Vowel and verb tongue hockey
Honey duster on hair trigger
Grease gun grammar, idiomatical
My word is flame
The rock builder, raggedy, wrecked candy
Laid back like horizontal three funnel black cylinder pistons
Steady pumping love in your love love
Anomaly me Robski, big dick mentality
Never play well with others
But how I freak and greet beats, you embrace like brass knuckles
Human, human, human, human
Shield, shield, shield, shield
Debonated crepitate your eyes like the alphabet
It hurts like a rented car cracking up chumps like chapped lips
I come on the tracks like cum on the tracks
Tongue leather, tell 'em halfway to heaven go to hell
My speech greets peeps with a three piece sleep
In a suite knee deep, shooting porns all week
While you torn up, tweaked in a creek four feet
With a mauled beak, bald head, no teeth
Sloppily spat, I never heard you cause you're probably wack
Wobbly tracks can't bubble
Through the circular rotation of plastic
My horoscope forecasted a drastic change
And then the crash hit
Human, human, human, human
Shield, shield, shield, shield
Trust me, it must be musty
Words all greased like Tyrese
Rough like a massage room, a misogynist
My patterns are lobbying against slobs
Verbose, destroying the things you love most
Under a close inspection with a gross eye for detail
Under a scope I scope with hopes of change
But things are the same, same, same, same
Dummy rats push, I pull in contrast
You look fly from afar, but far from fly
Washed up orangutan, table mannered and civilized
Cats wanna dangle the carrot but don't deliver
But need somebody to love ya, invest in a mirror
K-Mart cunts is lemon and all bitter
No guts and all glitter
Drowning in the noise of the spectacles
Got me chewing with my mouth open
To mash kids like Alan Alda
I'm able to open the decks, get the people to flex necks
Open up their chest, vexed, wide like Texas
I don't think you wanna hex yet
Mom, stressed, vexed, with a menace to hatch a mess
Over the desk, try to bless, where you dress, sleep and kneel
See, yo, don't block my wheels
Cause if you got my back, I'll be your
Human, human, human, human
Shield, shield, shield, shield