Fear this s***, I aim rhymes too toxic
Here I switch lanes wide, so pompous
Squares shift to the side like a rhombus
In this s***, I make time for business
And I slay rides like it’s f***ing Christmas
Rich b****, get this, I hate fines that suck up my tip so I dip ticks
This the type of rush you love, I be into that
When I draw blood, I turn you into a hemophiliac
Talk tough, stir up that demon Philly rap
Run up on rats like even my Achilles rap, yeesh
Punch to the cap have your speech Milli Vanilli track
And f*** your MAC, my .223’s spill your belly like a hot chili bag

Im prone to stacking dollars higher than the collar of wembenyama

Hair follicles falling, push back like walton goggins

Holier than though, mass production holy water bottles, strapped on oxygen and goggles, this s***s getting deeper

She hit me up for s***on a golden beeper, my falls are steeper, smoking high grade, i had low grades, trailer park justin bieber

apply pressure
boy u washed, and i'm a side stepper
i cheated on her, should i tell her?
i f***ed my side feller
an eater, unrealer than helen keller
get cash from a nice teller
nostalgic for when i held her
i'm Grande and she's Wicked
in Pompeii, we gettin' twisted
it's a visit to hit it, what is it?
just a statistic.
it was written, it's giving the spitting image of visions
world is my oyster and i got a lotta time
racks fall from sky, i prophesized
what's your profit size? not the proper size
hamburger plus a lotta fries
damn burner got me gone & high
but baby i'm certified
she not jamaican but she jerk a guy
her p**** is her's & i's
i rep red and blue i got urban ties
beat that p**** black and blue; that's just my German side
gassed up, p**** dripping, but i'm solid
twelve dollars in my wallet
cash is a weakening asset,
i geek and i bag it
i'm deep in the trenches
she eat all my mens'es

I’m couch surfing in the Hamptons
undefeated like Samson
Got your queen screaming on screen like Barbara Crampton
And b**** I’m Chris Hanson, so you can take a seat
sherm off the X like I can’t read tweets

I’m in the Trap like Josh Harnett
sherm lamping harder than David Lynch prop departments
And the pen game more Sinister than C. Robert Cargill
We see right through your image like the walls in Dogville

My blunts Oumuamua effigies
Celestial energy when I breath
From the flame of shanti
Had to tame them hauntings beyond me
Bonded to my psyche it’s frightening
Intangibles suck the life from me I rightfully
Take to meditation for respite and peace
In spite the heat coming from my enemies
They tend to be in misery
So I do not consider their opinions G
Like Anunnaki falling from divinity

Big fan of your work Earl 🫡

I pull up in that silver surfer
I’m the air relief valve burper
Nothing but net
I’m swinging that telescopic pole from right to left
The leaves blow back in, c’est la vie
As I listen to Mort Garson mélodies
That Shanghai Express is a delicacy
They see I’m the boss and get jealousy
The chems on point? Check
The pool is clean? Check
Them checks coming in like a money machine?
Check….

why do fat b****es love ranch?
why dont people mind their business?
why is huntrxx so catchy?
why havent i rhymed yet?
fat b****es love ranch, they put it on everything
f***ed four fat b****es at my ranch, i put that on everything
pack another king palm, i put that on everything
my lighter rainbow weed, i put that on everything
gay weed, if u overdose u get AIDS, i put that on everything
i want everything, you can take that to the bank
i'm climbing up the ranks, i just f***ed a skank
i wrote a sick verse yesterday but now it's lost media
palm leaf with the weed is stuffed
all week, it's all me and s***s
fall asleep while my balls be in butts
im a hard zombie, cuz my meat is stuck
it's all me, softly, my drop speeded up
ion need caffeine, no coffee to be up
yall see i be on the steeziest stuff
why not believe all the easiest s***s
they've all seen the dogs beating up
so call me if y'all eatin' up
cuz i'm lonely and my pro seed is proceedin' her
i bus pee, i'm subpoenaing her

I’m calculating my next move
Triangulating your coordinates through the tube
If we intersect paths I’m dissecting you like food
If I see you at the function? Pull out the problem solver
Divide you in half, this ain’t no .38 revolver
Another statistic
Bank account filled with big digits
It’s just another quarter in the piglet

my b**** badder than batter be,
she badder than batteries left out in heat
ass fatter than marshall mathers' salary
she eat her salad, beans, grounded beef
the baddie be adequately averaging alchemy,
that is the strategy for ravaging families
this bih bad like michael jackson had been
with a knack for slapping attacking men,
i smoke grass from the factory, actually that is happening
i run it back to tap that ass again
slid out faster than athletes,
faster than baddies on addys be
the magic is maddening factually
whats the matter with matter being?
are we that or are we half a demon?
are humans bad or are we challenging?
lip injection target practicin',
DSL, not no camera s***
facial given round the mouth a bit
she swallow fountain j*** for her allowances, she drown in it,
she bought a house and it's counterfeit
how the feds gon allow this s***?

I talk often large amounts of s*** so behemoth,
ya might need an a***ytic interpreter
I’m about offin’ heathens who want competen’ demons,
oughta (Auto) steal it like a catalytic converter
Rhetoric spreaded to these heretics
Arrogant as s***, I force fed lyricists
Merits been iffy iffy, get me a terrace bricked
Kinda s***ty you want more sterile words
I’m sicker than bacteria, my dawg a terrier
He’ll tear ya up, raps scare ya, bruh
My car interior hard to clean up on a reg
Cause air fresheners don’t steam up body stench
Barbarian in Burberry drench,
Ain’t you and I, here it’s “we” like I speak French

am i a tycoon or a high goon?
could write a haiku about a sideboob,
she got a typhoon between her thighs ooh, i think i like u
i assume that my spice is smooth, she gonna wife a dude
high maintenance, designer dua lipa vagina boots
she fine and cute, Lord what i must do?
then i was reminded of an insider club
it's all that kinda stuff, that Dubai butt stuff,
the type to buy a truck, maybe they'll drive it once
otherwise it rusts, apologize for nun
i got broads, dykes, and s***s
go head, y'all, buy them up!
i got big pharma funds
they did the harm, no guns
they worked so hard to f***
fake doctor charts for funds
they read this i start to run
im not suicidal bruh
in God we trust respect the Bible uhh

and a one two 3
cuz i want to tree
she a wanted treesh
i'm in my c***y tee
i make dummy cheese
talkin' money geeks
i got monkeys, geese
she wanna country me
intercontinental that ho
i'm in her spot, c***get in the hole
she gimme ugly beak, that monster dome
she a plottin' luh ho,
you're turducken me til you're f***in' me,
ion need ur company, i wanna bust and skeet
she on my rugged meat
she wanna f*** wit me
but im the s*** like this
was at a sunken point
now i'm the subject boy

I got monkeys geese

Got a $1000 fountain pen from Dubai, call that Arab Bic
Bought 1000 SKs in Iraq, I got Arab blicks
Put my girl on a yacht with 100 Omanis for 50k, she getting Arab pissed

Arab Bics 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Need a ENT, my drum just burst like EMP
Curse bleeped from the FCC, guilty of being an MC, see? Can’t kill me cause I’m DOA
B-boy sway like MCA, RIP
See my point? need no hate
PT trained, lifting weight
Check my bank, that’s 40K
Hammer tucked for war like 40k
Blaming 44, before I f*** your face
Two-Faced mace, it ain’t DC though
On a roll, BB-8, gold plates like 3PO
Parked in hell, my car got duo seats (Cs) with Chanel
UO me an IOU, that dueling wealth
Mutual sell, please just Q me
Rap lines for cash, rudely, MVP for the groupies
Flatline your ass like 2D, I just turn G like Gucci

Red Rose White Ceiling

good better best b****
never let em rest b****
ya my qb got some zest b****
but he conquered every quest b****

tongue punch that fartbox
gaga ass fat that's artpop
ima eat til my heart stop
lil shawty a heart throb
she sucking on hard cock
i tell her to start stop
she grippin' the Arbok,
she makin' me Muk
she givin that hard top,
and then ima c***yeah ima bus, like ion got a car brah
my pop is next up, can u get me off thot?
gettin dome in the droptop, right after i'm dropped off
she rockin' devilish Prada, i'm f***in' on Gaga
my b**** not madonna, she swallow my toddlers
i get all of the commas, a swath of them dollas
u get lost on nostalgia, go and run to ya mama

@proper