For those that don’t know Buddy i think it’s time to Introduce you the two mother fuckers that realign views Dopest flow n showmanship listen how we supply you Finest form of fire enlightened we here to guide you I’m brandin’ the frontal lobe With a practical antidote Fact of the matter is My rappin’ is half the show Clēsh supplying the sickest of forms n’ melodies you could spit you When we join forces of course you ain’t know what hit you In the cut so deep you can actually see to the bone Worm & Clēsh needed so leave me a seat at the throne My evil sadistic spitting is needed you see that we own Unique the two keep defeating the weakest of clones Starting carnage with any artist that wanna try to harness The largest hardest rapper ill eat the heart regardless Pick my teeth after with bones retrieved from the carcass Told you any pussy with a mic is becoming a target Hope you know this is just the beginning We brought a crew of the illest emcees who actually spittin’ Half your lil freestyles is really just half of a written So sit ya lil’ bitch ass down n’ try to listen It’s the grittiest Kiddies don’t even get it Spit a little they get a bit fidgety When I be rippin’ Figured you little bitches Been itching for something different But I’m the same mother fucker it’s a guarantee that I kill it Don’t ever question the validity Bit a bit of somethin’ too Bitter You better be seeing the vision we Filling the fucking vicinity til The city we living in took notice Given nothin’ but the dopest Every line becomes a quote Scribbled on the back of a outcasts backpack Gimme my fucking roses Anyone who opposes Get beaten til they knows it The flows is gold bro whoah He needa’ focus The bitter potion Set the moment in motion My devotion Has never deviated or diverged My wise words might cure shy nerds and vice verse The nice verse get me all the fly birds I’mma serve lines til they eyes wide like it’s white girl, It’s my world You just living in it so settle down n’ get comfy Don’t you ever act like we ain’t forever keepin’ it funky Dopest mother fuckers in the whole damn country Don’t get it twisted Even your mother bump E

Mad twisted with the rap lyrics And my bag biggest Digging deep or surface skimming For a fat minute This that classic talk trash Get ya ass kicked My tactics is just rap quick if you mad kid You get slapped with a fat dick Better than anyone in the vicinity Filling the brains with a master flow n’ the track hit Like a fist from a giant do Supplying new fire for you eardrums when I’m flying through Can’t do what I do Even if you try to Cause my view Is miles high from where you reside dude I flew the coop And landed on a different planet Left me stranded with nothin’ but a pad n’ a pencil Spent a million years writing raps aligning tracks Learning quantum mechanics and building my own vessel That could warp time n’ space to get back quick enough To spit a dope rap about how all you dudes fricking suck Truth is anything you do sounds like shit n’ stuff Anything I rap is everything y’all been missin’ bud. I should’ve stayed but I crave the attention Writing bar after bar to make ya head spin With every line i redefine where the bars set n’ I ain’t playing limbo with you bimbos Get the fuck up out my session Some days I feel alienated Cause everything I been stating Is nothing you could relate to Other days think I’m the greatest Ain’t no other way to say it I know I’m crazy but i make do Some days I feel alienated Cause everything I been stating Is nothing you could relate to Other days think I’m the greatest Ain’t no other way to say it I know I’m crazy but i make do I been Mad distant with the rap vision Cause I’m tryna give you more than just a fat rhythm But these days these kids is ignorant Dismissive of a riddle and they brains ain’t really wired to examine Anything unless its simple And the message typical I get it, you minuscule, little dudes are still in school For you the vision has to literally come with a visual My shit is underrated and unequivocally the pinnacle Everything i ever created could put you in a vegetative state so Don’t go too deep kid Y’all say you woke It’s a fucking joke There ain’t hope for you so go back to sleep kid Is you that stupid? My raps fluid Your shit is a mash up of wack foolish and trash sewage My flow clean you could swim fast through it If you had a flow they’d have to thrash through trash to get to it My flash drive is filled to the brim with raw shit Your flash drive is filled to the brim with dog shit It’s past the time that anyone ever saw potential in you I snap on every track you couldn’t even snap a pencil in two And thats just me being honest My mean speak is polished Don’t even need a team to rock with It’s E&C upon this Grab a cd pawn it Thats the only way we’ll ever see you sell some bomb shit Thats the truth kid Thats the gist of it The mission is giving you pivotal symbols in every written And you ain’t hitting shit My wrist is spilling intricate riddles with intravenous intervals of Infiniteness My wrist just flip languages and shit I twist up a spliff And hit it til I’m high enough To deal with you fucking idiots that try n’ eye me up Fuck you Some days I feel alienated Cause everything I been stating Is nothing you could relate to Other days think I’m the greatest Ain’t no other way to say it I know I’m crazy but i make do Some days I feel alienated Cause everything I been stating Is nothing you could relate to Other days think I’m the greatest Ain’t no other way to say it I know I’m crazy but i make do

Bitch I’m Tellin you that i been killing it Get on the mic and they feeling it Every time that I enter the building they putting they hands up Demanding that I Spit it again and again So i do and they trippin I’m flipping the script on a regular basis My days is placed around a bass riff Makeshift how i break this Down And now the profound sound Surround the crowd like a toxic cloud do Try to tell ‘em what I’m feeling but the kids These days is like “That don’t even sound cool” Boy my blood bubbles with the bob n’ weave I knock emcees Out the pocket with ease Make em drop to they knees Often i be Dropping knowledge between Some tight verses if the mics workin I go boss on ‘em E-dub The mean one Yeah I season em with sweet stuff You cream puffs get beat up in the streets If you see us We clean up these weak cunts Easily beatin’ beats up Lacerated with deep cuts Grabbin’ ya dames D cups So peace son Cause what the fuck you gon’ do to this When I get’s on the microphone I’m tellin’ ya I be ruthless with the word play I’m makin’ ya earn your wage Cause I be servin’ up these herbs in a dirty berserk way, uh Get out my face quick Evacuate the premises I have a lotta enemies But lack an arch nemesis If your envious of the pension or the penmanship Ya better to not mention it Cause friend I’ll end your shit with a Hellafied flurry Type wordy I’m cuttin’ out the lights With the microphone fury You heard me Now for your sake I hope it resonates Spin in place like a vinyl plate Until ya levitate You’re takin’ off and You’ll never be comin’ back it’s The rhythm annihilator Tellin’ a lame they need to practice Ain’t none of y’all ever be tellin’ me nothin Plug in the mic and I might begin buggin’ Buckin’ a punk and becoming a coveted Cunt who be comin’ with something for that fuck shit Something on which I never function Step to this and catch a glimpse of total self destruction Trust in the process And process this I drop rhymes like a bomb threat Upon this kid Now get busy bitch Like For really tho Cause Jarv and earthworm Fuckin’ up ya stereo Fuckin’ up ya stereo Now get busy bitch Like For really tho Cause Jarv and earthworm Fuckin up ya stereo Fuckin’ up the stereo Consistently i be smoking the competition Convincing teams I’m the dopest atop a rhythm Bomb delivery always on time the syllables hittin’ Leave em all shook with a raw look then drop hook like we fishin’ Kid I’m reelin’ in the big one Enemies play the victim You big dumb I spit some Venomous lyrics fuck the wisdom Tongue twist em with vividly strung symbolism Then I’m bringing out the big guns Give it a minute Definitive Rippin’ it infinite Buildin’ it With a ridiculous Militant Villainous drivel That cripple the Innocent imbecile Ripple continuous Through every citizen Intricate rhythms Positioning prove destruction is imminent When it come to this rap shit There’s no equivalent Uh I don’t know dude, I’m only here to raise roofs Let Jarv rock kids brains til they shake loose Gimme a mic and half a bottle of gray goose Keep these rappers on they toes the whole show Like ballet shoes Mother fuckers doin ballet man Now get busy bitch Like For really tho Cause Jarv and earthworm Fuckin’ up ya stereo Fuckin’ up ya stereo Now get busy bitch Like For really tho Cause Jarv and earthworm Fuckin’ up ya stereo Fuckin’ up the stereo Fuckin’ up the stereo

Walk into the room like who the fuck is tryna test me? Me in your vicinity consider that a blessing Most these mother fuckers was thinking ways to best me But i owned the stage just rapping n grabbin on my testies I don’t know a better way to say it I’m the only one in this city that’s deserving of the stages Just because you got equipment and a microphone to play with Don’t mean anyone wanna hear your shitty raps up on they playlist Seriously, the freestyles are fuckin awful I been nice to most y’all but i could serve you up a jaw full Of real shit, Bitch you ain’t know how to deal with A ten year vet who eats rappers with his meals, shit I raised my city on real spittin Ya’ll look at the crowds and tell me who’s real hitting? I gave you little fucks a place to grow so please listen Drop real music or shut the fuck up and keep distance Look man autotune is fine bro First you gotta learn to rhyme tho We ain’t here to here you whine bro If I’m paying for a time go Practice til you can rap the song n memorize flow Most of these lil rappers aint learned the ropes yet Thats why the names tiny on the poster and they open every set I’m the reason that you seen biz and ghost yet You act like dope? you pose absolutely no threat Maybe thats the problem cause its been a minute Since i had a single fucking ounce of competition Every time you grab a mic nobody wanna listen To be honest ya name is synonymous with bitchin’ Fuck the politicking we can toe to toe I’m more devoted to the flow you just hoping someone hear you Tell all the folks you know I’m the wackest and They’ll still be at my show what I’m tryna say is no one hear you You a bitch God damn All these rappers talk a lot Til they see me on they block God damn All these rappers talk a lot Til they see me on they block Yeah All these rappers talk a lot Til you see me on your block Blah Blah Blah Blah All these rappers talk a lot Ya’ll should shut the fuck up When you see me On your block Okay I walk back stage like Who the fuck is tryna battle dude Hit you with new styles too wild For them to have them at the zoo Animal grabbing you rappers Smacking fools if they acting cool Rappin two levels higher than fellas Tryna be masterful What you spitting from one and ten And still at a two I’mma hundred billion so Fuck your feelings and attitude Expect to hear the fuckin skill when I’m up in here You nothing real The stuff you was spitting was never real Fentanyl The way I speak you got’ think the end is near I shake the earth and break the curse When I lay a verse Every sentence clear When to Heaven in the seventh tier Then went to Hell in the Seventh sphere Made the ‘effin devil develop fear So before you grab the mic I’mma kill it And I promise there won’t be an afterlife Cause you can’t survive when you catch my illness And you ain’t out of this world but I’ll throw you off the planet Like a satellite God damn All these rappers talk a lot Til they see me on they block God damn All these rappers talk a lot Til they see me on they block Yeah All these rappers talk a lot Til you see me on your block Blah Blah Blah Blah All these rappers talk a lot Ya’ll should shut the fuck up When you see me On your block

Toe to toe boy it ain’t even close Think you own the stage the crowd only came for the roast Like a nicotine fiend guess you came for the smoke How you think they’ll react when they paid to see you choke? That’s a whole lotta refunds For fucking round with me and dumb Cold every season round these parts when we come You get beat-un like a dusty rug that’s guaranteed, Ummm What else? You’s a bitch I call ‘em like i see ‘em Y’all remind when i park the car beneath a tree Always gettin shitted on every day of the week My pen resembling a blade when i speak I cut ya head off it hit the floor now you facing defeat Look ya’ll, I’m just not the guy you ignore You a beach bum talking waves but I never seen you leave the shore Look around all I see is nuts, beef, and cheese galore Display ‘em then filet ‘em like a charcuterie board Yeah, I’m a fancy type of man kid Any verse you wrote I could write better left-handed Hope you have babies cause someday I’ll want grandkids Teach the little fuckers what a little bitch they dad is Over here this is where you point them cameras Here to whoop some ass ya’ll done opened up a canister I’m bad as shit why ya’ll put me with these amateurs Dick is twice the size if i only measure the diameter Wage war for nothin’ but the satisfaction though Here to hurt the rappers treating stages like a fashion show Kill a foe bonus points if i snag they hoe When they blowing me it look like they holding a saxophone I should be thanking you that’s the honest gist kid I’m in the kitchen cooking while you washing all them dishes Without people like you I couldn’t do what I was made to do Shoutout wack pussies and the rappers they been praying to Ughhh Ya boy Dummy What up Clēsh What up Worm Let’s burn this shit I’m sick of fraudulent artists who lack and audience talking to me/ cause I’ve been the king since I fucking started this/ These peasants just some fodder who bother me with their politics/ Cutting their throat, just like the barber on eastern promises/ Harboring vicious tendencies, menacing, wicked, monstrous/ Tell ya to sleep with fishes and lead ya to where the harbor is/ Honestly I’m a villain, came killing and conquering/ Slaughtering competition and pissing on top they coffin lid/ I’m not the kid you want a problem with, believe me/ Old school like 3D Mario and Luigi/ But I ain’t playing games homie I’m playing for keeps/ So don’t be playing with me or I will, lay you to sleep/ Talk is cheap but these hands, you could get em for free/ And it’s hard to biter when you, missing teeth/ So if you see me on the streets just leave me alone/ Whole team full of carnivores and we eat the bones/ Mo’fucka y’all some blood sucking sucker ass rappers/ Your crew full of squares like a lumberjack pattern/ Y’all are strange like the cumber patch actor/ And your pants on wrong dawg, everything you run is ass backwards/ I don’t know what you speaking out the side of your face for/ Bitch you couldn’t grind if you were trying to skateboard/ Wage war with anybody talking that shit/ cause when the body bag zip you’ll be the one that they pray for/ Make more money make moves or don’t show up/ Glow up and get your doh up, I’m trying to blow up/ Show nuff’, the No glove, bare knuckle hustle/ I ain’t nothing but some trouble bust yo mother fucking bubble/ Goodie gumdrops, the suns not shining when I’m spitting/ Shit that’s so hot, you need some sunblock to try and listen/ Getting burnt up, your verses suck and y’all ain’t worth much/ Looking sloppy trying to copy all the shit that me and worm does

See flame refrain sleep til infinity Reclaim dream state include vicinity Induce stability Been through my pencils ability Deduced my Time, vision, thought the holy trinity Walk what you pretend to be Talking that to an enemy Decapitate em if they step to me Use head as centerpiece Leave it for like a week or so Told you bitches i been a beast Stop making me repeat myself What you finna do? The pudding in the proof In the booth Serving hot dishes This a chicken vindaloo Got drive fingers fidget holding ten n two Enemies is minuscule Bend the rules When i step into and exit room Less you know the better With beginners view Invent a new genre I’mma colonize the internet I live inside a hologram Let the future fam gather checks From residuals That’s why I’m spitting truth on every track including all The interludes, lil dude I’m a fucking God With shitty distribution Little odd but my future bright Loiter with the squad round the studio I’m a nuisance but on the mic imma mutha fu——

I’m pressin to test em The best-est investment My message is evident Penmanship etiquette all of its relevant In essence I’m the next to bless When I step in Swept the room like a virus Spittin’s the ultimate weapon I’m guessing these labels just ain’t heard a me yet I’m murder a vet The wordsmith flippin inverted the rhetoric absurd there’s no cure for it yet Fuck a rap name what I do there ain’t no word for it yet...bet Like for real pussy empty out your pockets I’m cocky n talkative Non stop when the bass is rockin It’s obvious all y’all really doin is rapper copying Repackaging the same shit with a different picture on it Oh shit you didn’t think we wouldn’t notice? labels replaying the same strain of lames for a bonus? radio stations across the nation tryna clone it? and you assumed the real ones wouldn’t think that shit is bogus? Please. Now look, only reason I be trippin Cause I’m spitting with precision and Y’all put us in the same position. both do our thing but that don’t mean I gotta listen. Don’t mean when I tell you I rap I have to explain the fucking difference Lemme explain dude On any stage I play to I break crews n pay dues break bread and break rules Fuck a beat I can make do and with just one bass loop Spit a rap break a dude spirit til his face droop Stop telling me It’s just rap music You wack dude Too thick mad stupid Stop telling me It’s just rap music You wack dude Too thick mad stupid Stop telling me It’s just rap music You wack dude Too thick mad stupid Stop telling me It’s just rap music You wack dude Too thick mad stupid Scrub another dirty plate up in the sink Plain and simple swim around and shimmy shake Chilly with the windbreaker Phillies in my face Cool and my refrigerator run to win a race Snatching up the mic like I’m Indiana Jones Filling in your spaces, picking at your bones, Fighting with your fate for the listeners at home Send a file in the cake for that prison in your dome If you’re living in it, I’m really digging in my follicles with cuticles And picking at the pockets of the awfully unusual, I choose a number between 1 and infinity Guaranteed or your money backing One hundred percent you feeling me? I really get busy baby bite the umbilical Pop a Vitamin, mineral god I’m fly and invincible Sizzling rap beef keeping the etiquette Leave it all on the floor when I leak it out with the penmanship

They hating me because the cadency got no latency Style clean like Twan’s tre flip in baker 3 (Baker baker baker) Spittin filthy though My city know I run the function Your shitty flows Don’t compare to me n’ gumption The bars better I was never giving half a fuck I’m Barletta with the bowl cut in bag of suck Same pair of shoes whole fit smell like cat piss Stay breakin’ rules Makin’ fools mad pissed It’s big Worm the kids learn the shit I spit is sick germs Quick witted hit first never been burnt The written verse the slickest words My wrist hurt from the pure weight of it Kids hate it but the shit works If you ain’t fuck with it you prolly on some bitch shit Every time you drop a track all you hear is crickets Try to play the shit in the whip n ya lady skip it You play your shit on repeat for the views homie admit it My style grimy like the mid 90’s Lord knows I don’t own the right wardrobe For award shows It’s all gravy stay greasy I’m Gumption On some bum shit Still got steeze In abundance Smoke my shit Get dumb lit from just one hit I spit funk Gump on the beat Doing front flips Fuck it These cats get served that’s my word When I’m on the track With the big homie Earthworm Even with the lows I been through I still been cool Whole time I rock the same toque Like Tim Pool I’m so yummy but I’ll never change For nobody Ain’t got no money But you know my flow Go dummy It does Yo i had bring it back for a second though I’m ‘bout to go and spend My feature dough At the liquor store Gettin’ lit blowing dro like Chicken Joe My shit hit different If you know Then you frickin’ know My flow is impeccable Right to the decimal Lookin’ like a lesser known Post Malone Except I’m fresher though With zero To very low effort yo So if you didn’t know the Gumption You better get to know

The verse tight Flow could burst pipe Dudes check your pockets Girls hold your purse tight I work mics til they cuttin out Without a fuckin doubt Leave the crowd bugging out You heard right My bars spin heads I’m off road dirt bike Ya’ll following the roads paying tolls like turnpikes My style dirt type, wormlike Ya’ll ain’t smoking what I’m smoking But you eyeing the bowl Burnside Every line used Remind you that My style true Fine wine with a nice view Words go over heads like i wrote em on a high roof Ya’ll salty like the glass rim with the lime juice My view of the movie always been different I’m front n center on the cover prolly on a mission Ya’ll the zombies in the distance Play the background while i talk my business Last man standing so yeah God is my witness
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