| I’m waking up with the Whiz Wit' stains on the hoodie every Philly mornin'
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| Touring, my desire to aspire higher still enormous
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| The chronic got me gone on comets so I’m still in orbit
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| Stand tall in the squall never balled like Billy Corgan
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| I smash it in my demographic so I’m still important
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| (Who? 12 year olds?) I bring 'em in young, you silly Morman
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| Rappers Jekyll and Hyde, minus the Jekyll part
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| Steppin' in the session with the preferable repertoire
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| They wanna skirmish, leave em feeling squeamish
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| Turn it like a furnace leave 'em feeling like a fetus
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| Eric, I’m just being earnest: if you’re scheming on an Edith
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| Fronting on my epidermis you should listen to the edict
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| Man, you’re meager and weak, I want your femur to leak
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| I’m fuckin' evil with beats, call me Peter the Sheikh
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| I need peeps to delete, I’m eager to beast
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| It’s the return! |
| Luckily, I keep the receipt
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| Right there in the fuckin' L.L. Bean Dune Grass Camos
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| Aroma Joe’s stains on the kneecaps, fresh raps! |
| Peter Sparker!
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| This is the sequel to the prequel of my feature, it’s sweet
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| You’re Facebookin', shook and lookin' for your beeper to beep
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| It’s odd addition you’ve written, you think you’re equal to me
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| You should speak your piece in brief and bring some reefer to me
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| Wiz Khalifa, Queen Latifah money: get it with my clever mouth
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| Keep pushing get the repercussions like devil’s couch
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| I’m a nice dude, you should quit the talking back
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| Get dropped like ice cubes in the Johnnie Walker Black
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| Wells, Maine, reppin' it, babble never dabble in the decadence
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| Never spent a shekel on a necklace
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| Jargon in the margin of the parchment is a definite
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| Yard got horseflies, I’ve never seen a Pegasus
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| Tomato juice type on the flight, that’s the preference
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| Had a blast in class regardless what the lesson is
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| «I'm Awesome,» that song was lame, huh?
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| I’d make fun of your songs but nobody could name one, punk |