The collaboration you all didn't know you were waiting for. It's a free, stylin' freestyle and style is free when you freestyle it.
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Chapters:
00:20 - Silas
01:40 - Red
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Lyrics by Silas
Lyrics by Red
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Instrumental by Fat Cat Beats
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(I may not know my flowers, but I know a bitch when I see one!)
Could I
Cannibalize with animal eyes?
Subliminal lines hidden behind inanimate rhymes
Should I
Serialize and alphabetize while you sufficiently cry
on this proficiency ride?
Would I
Turn up the thermometer just another millimeter?
Can't believe this fucking freak is
Coming out your fucking speakers!
Hey, I get by
I lay around in my underwear and wonder where I lay
My underwear is all I wear for half a fucking day
I wait till noon before I even go to leave the room
And wonder why I even bothered leaving in the first place
Hey, I get by
Should I
Materialize ethereal lines?
Squeeze real line juice from hypothetical limes
Would I
Capitalize and wear a disguise
And hide behind a set of blinding archangelical eyes?
Could I
Melodramatically attack you analytically
And be the unequivocal lyrical king, your majesty?
(You dirty bitch!)
I lay around in my underwear and wonder where I lay
My underwear is all I wear for half a fucking day
I wait till noon before I even go to leave the room
And wonder why I even bothered leaving in the first place
(Look what you've done to my peonies!)
I'm a problem child
I'm Chucky with no cheese
I'll cut you open with my keys
And I'll start by smoking some trees
Thinking, oh Geez!
I left your niece in the deep freezer
Along with Justin Bieber
With a golden retriever
That has a relapsing fever
That might fall into an epileptic seizure
Where's my reefer?
Watch porn on my satellite receiver
With my teacher, then I beat her
Till I hear my beeper
Beekeeper, bee eater
Cold. No heater
But beats still coming through my speakers
I'm geeked like I'm Beaker
Just bought a Verizon Wireless repeater
And tweezers for you to use on your peter
Used to get misdemeanors
Getting older, now I'm the Mr. Meaner
Style a little cleaner
Smoke's greener
Kicking out beaners, AKA seeders
All the nonbelievers
Gimme your sneakers
Feet become weaker
Go to the bleachers
I need to smoke my reefer
Before I turn into the creature of the night
Killin' everything in sight, that's right
Another AKA Killa Mike
Fuck what you like!
Take a spike to a face of a dike
Kill her on-site, steal her minibike
I wasn't asked to be liked
So suck my dick
While I watch Nick-at-Nite
You'll know when I'm done
When my dick throws up,
Alright?
I lay around in my underwear and wonder where I lay
My underwear is all I wear for half a fucking day
I wait till noon before I even go to leave the room
And wonder why I even bothered leaving in the first place