Текст песни 64

[Intro]
Ain't nothing new n*gga, just something new

[Verse 1]
I never trust faith with my trust funds
I keep it in a safe place n*gga, lump sum
Camera surveillance a bunch of f*cking stun guns
I'm a snare to the drum, burum-bum-bum
Her virgin homicide I show her how we drum-a-drum
She doesn't come for me, the b*tch only say she come for fun
What's up hunny bun, wanna feel your tummy rum?
Rumbling in a ring with pills of f*cking numb
Your system is my f*cking dick-dom
Feel the friction of my children with down syndrome
I'm rehearsin' for my funeral, triple six are the numerals
MellowHype musical talking to wolves like Dolittle
Think with a migraine like a f*cking eye strain
Break bottles of champagne on a f*cking biplane
If it doesn't add up then ask the students my name
I'm f*cking Einstein, I'm sane

[Hook]
Knock, knock! Delivery, I'm the rhetorician
Body decomposition, rippin' through your rhythms
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F*ck your contradiction, here's my composition

[Verse 2]
Leprechaun, hexagon, transform Decepticon
Rasputin, I'm half mutant, f*cked financially, cash students
I'm too pursuant to over-do sh*t, super fluent
My flow is overheated it needs coolin' sh*t
F*ck being poor and return to the school and shoot it up
While I shoot it like a porno b*tch with cool whip
I dive scuba, barracuda, shark water in Cuba
Chicken head of the sea, but I don't f*ckin' eat tuna
I sneak her in my room like Puma
My bedroom rules Jerusalem and I'm Judah, suck on my messiah
Or die and cry a fire, it's true, so is the curse of lying
So is Mrs. Doubtfire, fat b*tches and dope beats
Are what my n*ggas acquire, if you're broke, get the cash
B*tch I'm dope, do the math, triple six slipping through a golden flask
All hail Mr. Mustard Gas, I ain't gay but I'm a f*ckin' ass

[Hook]
Knock, knock! Delivery, I'm the rhetorician
Body decomposition, rippin' through your rhythms
I suggest you stop and listen to this non-prescription
F*ck your contradiction, here's my composition