This is a direct sequel to last year's 'Sick As Fornication'. Just me spitting spitting some random ass bars to camera :)
Instrumental: Non Phixon 'Drug Music' - www.youtube.com/watch
If I was a dinosaur I'd be a tyrannosaurus,
Just stomping over these bitches leave 'em dying-remorseless,
Tryna be on my level's like a wasp flying-with-hornets,
Like tryna fight a fucking samurai-with-a-swordfish!
Or tryna win a marathon, riding-a-tortoise,
Any sophisticated person just entirely-forfeits,
Before your whole career gets left to lie-in-a-morgue-this,
Is my life's-work,
And this is just the tip of the iceberg,
I'm ten steps ahead of you, always stay 9-swerves,
Of fakeness in this game and be an irrelevant-turd,
The cliff I'm climbing-is-steep,
Yet through the wind and rubble falling by the side-of-my-feet,
Still no sign-of-defeat,
Nothing'll stop my climb-to-the-peak!
Impossible's a boundary for the minds-of-the-weak!
Don't need your beats, and I was ever tryna be signing-a-sheet!
Insomniac, man I even rhyme-in-my-sleep,
So all you little haters can just keep on grinding-your-teeth,
'Cause I'm too far out this planet to hear your cybering-speech!
And fam I don't know what you've-been-on,
But I've got your chick as juicy as Rubicon!
So while your smashing your keyboard talking 'bout who's-a-don,
She's in my yard, stripping to this song, ready to loose-the-thong!
Since them dinner-times,
Alphabet Sphagetti in-a-line,
Too far evolved for these philistines,
One of them mutated monster men with Godzilla-spines!
Beefing me? that's just ill-advised,
Show me your favourite rapper and I'll still just see beginner-signs,
One of the rare breed of iller-minds,
Looking to be remembered long past the grave on some Dilla-vibes,
While the rest just get hollower-and-shitter,
Thinking they're big just cause they've got followers-on-twitter!
This aint some hating sour-shit,
But come up off your power-trip,
Before you get devoured-quick,
And left beneath the flowers-bitch!
I don't know how-it-is,
Talking so much gas it sounds like your sphincter-just-spoke!
You don't even deserve to have a tongue linked-to-your-throat,
You bringing a classic is as likely as convincing-the-pope,
God's a hoax!
When my mouth's not entirely-shut!
Just know your chick's tying-me-up!
And I'm elephant hung, my balls should be ivory-tusks!
Yeah me and the pen-we-G's!
Don't care if I get on M-T-V
Long as you're showing love, buying M-P-3's,
So hold tight until the LDN-E-P....