[Opening Skit]
Hello? is this Nick Expy?
Bruh i hear your raps on bandy-camp
I thought that was shit, bruh
Like that one song "Class"
Should've been renamed "Ass"
*Laughing*
[Verse 1]
Guess who's fucking back, rip up the fucking track
Like a crack just appeared and tore in a hole that's black
I don't even gotta write up some battles bars
Cause jealous Judases get side swiped like master cards
As a kid i wondered what a genius looks like
At one years old i got my glimpse of the first sight
I saw that fucker smiling back at me in the mirror
Saying "this is it, kid, time to mass-produce fear"
Whisper in the fuckin ear
Of every piece of shit kid, stealing their dad's beers
And runnin out to a corn field with his damn peers
And lighting the fucker up and burning up in the rear
I could burn up a village and stay the same
Im on a liquid diet of strictly fucking haterade
I bought your album just to burn it, cause you're simple, fag
Im outside of the box like fuckin nutrition facts
[Hook]
You wanna get it? i got it
You fucking faggots been antagonizing a profit
So tell those fuckin doubting bitches put a god damn sock in it
Cause im a god, astonishing, raining down the apocalypse
[Verse 2]
Next time you come home with some slow bitch
And make up some fuckin green tea with aerobics
Then bring that body over so you can unrobe it
Ima show with glowing eyes, that's a kodak moment
To review your track, homie, don't release that
Drop mics after every bar, show's purely feedback
Somewhere in my head is a fucking godly man
Who will make sure your entire tour's a hologram
Im serious, the flow's hypnotic
You're dodging the damn ring like the opposite of SONIC
Keep fucking jabbing little faggot, you are ant high
If your bars are christ like, bitches, i am ANTI
Im picking this shit up, right where i left off
Passing out more servings than 5 star restaurants
You wanna catch it like a cold?, there's no vaccine
Virus keeps spreading as you fall into the black screen
[Hook]
You wanna get it? i got it
You fucking faggots been antagonizing a profit
So tell those fuckin doubting bitches put a god damn sock in it
Cause im a god, astonishing, raining down the apocalypse
[Closing Skit]
Damn, dude
Let me say something, dog
Like, on all your albums you always be talkin bout-
..talkin bout killin people, dog
Only thing you kill is a big kid's meal
*Laughing*
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