Rap God

Look I was gonna go easy on you and

not to hurt your feelings

But I’m only going to get this one chance

Something wrong I can feel it

Its just I feel it in my guts

Like something about to happen

but I don’t know what

If that mean what I think it means

were in trouble big trouble

And if he’s banana as you say

I’m not taking any chances

You’re just what the sound wants

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

All my people from the front to the back nod back nod

Now who thinks their arms are long

enough to slap box slap box

They said I rap like a robot so call me rapbot

But for me to rap like a computer

it’s must be in my genes

I got a laptop in my back pocket

My pinnacle walk when I half cock it

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Made a living and killing off it

Every since Bill Clinton was still in office

With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut sacks

I’m a emcee still as honest but as rude

as indecent as hell all syllables

Killaholic kill em all with

This ligiti hibidi hibidi hip-hop you

don’t really want to get into it

Put with this back pack

and a mac in the back of the yak

back pack rat yap yap yap

Now at the exact same time I take

these lyrically acrobats stunts while I’m practicing

I’ll be able break a mother fucking table

over the back of a couple of faggets and crack it in half

Tony realize he was ironic I was under aftermath after the fact

How could I not blow all I do is drop F bombs

Give him a wraithbatat rapper having a rough time period

Here is a maxi pad its actually disasterly bad

For the for the master leak destructing master p ass

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

All my people from the front to the back nod back nod

Now who thinks their arms are

long enough to slap box slap box

Let me show you maintaining

that shit ain’t that hard that hard

Everybody wants the key and the secrets

to rapping mortality like I have god

Well to be truthful the blue prints

simply raging youthful exuberance

Everybody love the root of a nuisance

50 got up like an asteroid and did

nothing but shoot to the moon since “phew”

Emcee get taking to school

with this music cause I use it as a vehicle

To bust a rhyme got to lead a school of new students

Me I’m a product of Rakim Lakim 2pac N.

W.A Cube Ren Easy thank you they got slim

Inspired enough to one day grow up

blow up and be in a position

To meet Run DMC and induct them to the motherfucking

Rock and roll hall of fame even though

I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames

Only hall of fame I be inducted in is the

alcohol of fame on the wall of shame

You fags think it’s a game till I walk a flock of flames

Off of planking tell me what in the fuck are you thinking

Little gay looking boy so gay

I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy

You witnessing a massacre like your watching

a church gathering take place looking boy

Oy vey that boy is gay that’s all they say looking boy

You get a thumbs up pat on the back and

a way to go from your label everyday looking boy

Hey looking boy what you say looking boy

I got a hell yeah from trey looking boy

I’mma work for everything

I have never asked nobody for shit

get outta my face looking boy

Basically boy you’re never gonna

be capable to be keeping up with the same pace looking boy

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

All my people from the front to the back nod back nod

The way I’m racing around the track call me Nascar Nascar

There own heart of the trailer park the white trash god

Kneel before Generals Zod this planet

krypton no asgard asgard

So you be Thor and I’ll be Odin you rodent

I’m omnipotent

Let off then I’m reloading immediately with there bombs I’m toteing

And I should not be woken I’m walking dead but

I’m just a talking head a zombie floating

But I got your mom deep throating

I’m out my ramen noodle

We have nothing in common poodle

I’m a Doberman pinch yourself

in the arm and pay homage pupil

Its me my honesty’s brutal

But its honesty futile if I don’t utilize

that I do though

For good at least once in awhile

so I wanna make sure somewhere chicken scratch scribble and doodle

Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help

get some people through tough times

But I gotta keep a few punch lines

Just in case cause even if you’re unsigned

Rappers are hungry looking at me like it’s lunchtime

I know there was a time where once

I was king of the underground but I still rap like

I’m on a pharaoh grind

So I crunch rhymes but sometimes

when you combine a pill with the skin color of mine

You get too big and since you like that one line

I said Mathers LP

When I tried take seven kids from Columbine

Put 'em all in line add an AK-47 a revolver and one nine

See if I get away with it now then I ain’t as big as

I was but I’m morph into an immortal

Coming through the portal

But you’re stuck in a time warp from 2004 though and

I don’t know what the fuck that you rhyme for

You’re pointless like Rapunzel with fucking cornrolls

fuck being normal

And I just bought a new ray gun

from the future to just come and shoot ya

Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad

pick a fight Mayweather pants on the door

Man oh man that was a 24 special on the cable channel

So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day

Hey fab I’mma kill you lyrics coming at you

at super sonic speed (Ray J Fag)

Uh sama lama dama lama you assuming I’m a human

What I gotta do to get it through to you I’m superhuman

Innovative made of rubber so anything you saying ricocheting off of me

never stating more than demonstrating how to

give a mother fucker feeling like he’s levitating

Never fading and I know that the haters are forever waiting

For the day that they can say I fell off they’d be celebrating

Cause I know that way to get ‘em motivated

I make elevating music you make elevator music

Oh he’s too mainstream well that’s what they doing jealous they confuse it

Its not hip hop its pop cause I found a hella way to fuse it

With rock shocked rap with Doc don’t to make them lose it

I don’t know how to make songs like that I don’t know what words to use

Let me know when it occurs to you

While I’m ripping any one of these verses the verse is huge

inadvertently hurting you

How many verses I gotta murder to prove

that if you’re half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too

School flunky pill junky but look at the accolades the skill brung me

Full of myself but still hungry

I bully myself cause I make me do that I put my mind to

And I’m a million leagues above you

Ill when I speak in tongues but its still tongue in cheek fuck you

I’m drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel I’m asleep in the front seat

Bumping Heavy D and the boys still chunky but funky

But in my head there’s something I can feel tugging and struggling

Angels fight with devils and here’s what they want from me

They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred had

Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation

And understand the discrimination

But fuck it life’s handing you lemons make lemonade then

But if I cant batter other women how the fuck am

I supposed to bake them a cake then

Don’t mistake it for satan

It’s a fatal mistake if you think I need to

be overseas to take a vacation to trip a broad

And make her fall on her face don’t be a retard

Be a king think not why be a king when you can be a god