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[IdiotSavant]

...Fuck



It's disgusting that someone actually has to intellectualize rapping about a topic similar to YOUR favorite rapper, how fucking pretentious of the audience here... The arrogance of assuming that nobody else out in the fucking world might have a background similar to them and therefor happens to have raps on similar subjects. Instead of focusing on what I do that is in common with OF, why don't you focus on the contrasting?

Real recognize real and I'm mad disappointed that OF has some fake ass fucking fans who just don't get it.

I can get behind this.

"Sarcasm isn't advanced, it's the inexperienced man's preference. Criticism isn't smart, it's for the artfully dejected"

[IdiotSavant]

Twin blade razor with the lady's grip, raise the shade
I'm relaxed and flashin tip, life is made
So often boss I'm flashin teeth to throw these tossers off
Miseducated, everyday I'm living burn or cut
Live Caligula, feast fuck and throw some up
Vomitorium, ditched the honor role and torah, yeh

I'm uncomfortable, like children getting touched in their physical
Tickled pink, curvy drippy reaper sickle
Night terrors, high spite and prone to slight errors
Or bigger ones, I'm an unreliable narrator

Or stricken with Cotard's and snortin dust out my coffin
Brokin up and chokin on a bobby pin
Bloated Rick, deep inside the mask and making sick
Bulimic, with a grinding axe aimed to taste a witch

Slow kids getting scolded like they've stolen chalk
Hot rocks glowin in the hand where they holdin cock
Don't talk, a little smitten but holding up
Break a blister, paint a picture when the paper cuts

Rotten, holdin cock with a Botch fan
Or stone drunk with some young'un up in Land's End
Real blitzed, tryna fall asleep to a boxfan
I'm a mess, a fucking waste of time like watching Hollow Man

Or an octopus trying to walk bipedal
They pry me with a tire iron, body popsicles
Cosmonaut dying in his cot when his time is up
The other two screaming like "what the fuck?"

Steel trap mind tripping hard like martians slipping time
Tried to bite an orange, suckin orange rind
Wired different, lollygagging and flashing purple
shirting through the hours my powers multiply in triples

Mind wrinkles, straight up acting simple
Burst through time and crash through the borderline
So this is why they call it the crying game, it's a crying shame
Bodies of strays inside your snowbanks.
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Recording coming soon (?), what. I'm on the internet cuz I'm an internet thug.