Lyrics

Unexpectedly infect this beat Like it was leprosy Leapt to be clerisy Now I leperize with clarity Clear out the safe, safecracker I'm cracking rappers too No safe space is NSFGP Safe bet I clap at you Eulogize how I utilize My lingo and rhyme Linger on the brink of Limber actions I don't waste no time Timelord laureate Wine poured, glory yet Lord of lorn and lawlessness I'm balling till I'm all but flesh Fletcher with the Bone marrow arrow arrogate great Anything you think of is Simply something that I'll negate Negligible nematode Never nemesis Do what you're told Or be a body off the precipice Prepped for pendular peril Feral fare thee well, well oiled with ale Aid and abet abide me I ain't going to no jail What? Watchful so watch it Ghetto mothafucka So you best know I'll botch it Fed up and I'm faulty (Faulty) (Faulty) Yeah Mothafuckas call me salty (Salty) (Salty) Porridge I septal defect mothafuckas Now they septic People full of shit, pulling shit And I expect it Fed up and I'm faulty (Faulty) (Faulty) Yeah Mothafuckas call me salty (Salty) (Salty) Porridge I septal defect mothafuckas Now they septic People full of shit, pulling shit And I expect it Infused with infraction I suffuse my malefaction Malefactor factor first So I just dig and then disperse Discipline thin, on a whim On a wing and prayer Wingspan large But my life span a thin layer Wakeful, wasted Got a taste for lay to waste Waited for the perfect time Lit this jane I laced Lazy but efficient effulgent When I'm effectual Efface you effortlessly Cause I'm efferous and let it go Go figure why the average Mind is that of a fig Figure your figments fucking stupid Dummy dreaming too big I gotta Bigfoot foothold Footage of me never show Show em how I stunt my foes Never letting them grow ey Grotesque ghetto, Go test, ghetto End up like another one Endless attempts, I got em won Wonder why I won't be beat But be the one to beat em peeps Peel peevish peons Off my feet and yet Fed up and I'm faulty (Faulty) (Faulty) Yeah Mothafuckas call me salty (Salty) (Salty) Porridge I septal defect mothafuckas Now they septic People full of shit, pulling shit And I expect it Fed up and I'm faulty (Faulty) (Faulty) Yeah Mothafuckas call me salty (Salty) (Salty) Porridge I septal defect mothafuckas Now they septic People full of shit, pulling shit And I expect it (Expect it, Expect it, Expect it)
Writer(s): Daniel O Nilsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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