Hope the notes app raps don’t disqualify me from the afterlife

It wasn’t an act God, you just didn’t peep like -

wanna peek at the appetite? PICA the way that I eat the mic, had the beat pan-fried, leaks served on the side,

alfresco how we dined, streets wrapped in blackest night

It’s not a water mattress, but it’s liquid tender under it
Made a deal with the streets, a token of the covenant
Pray 5 times a day, on my apron facing the stove
I’m taking the 500K, ain’t no dinner dates with HOV
Jumping Jehoshaphats, your watch has so few facets
My Rollie can Splash Waterfalls, you know the s*** go Ludacris
They plagiarize my work, they think they Pharrell & Robin
I’ll vaporize their turf, drop shells & rob ‘em

i let the sin simmer like misquoting beenie man

small prices paid like the cover

Double entendre without even trying

"Better living through chemistry" billion dollar industry
Alchemist or scientist; imaging or imagery
Sores and goiters swelling in the belly of a symphony
Conduits who perfect their conduct with electricity
Frankenstein nativity, no sympathy for uggo
Put together with stucco, no oopsie daisy or uh-oh
Under anaesthetic, give your attention, drumroll
On the precipice of the unknown!
Boston Dynamic exoskeleton mechanic
Hollowing the earth of an unsuspecting planet
Understandably disgusted by mole people and panic
The hollow man is unrolling his bandage!
There is nothing sacred to a leper colonizer
Who is all for Dr Death selling moths the fire
Trying hard to defy a God who's none-the-wiser
Warranties and voids, no assembly required

Film convention open market
Body odor suffocating 80s horror starlets
As the legend has it, movie magic, it will tarnish
What about a genre of grotesquerie incarnate?
Abandoning the hope and peace of being long forgotten
Ye who enter here, a civic center in Wisconsin
Dracula hungover with a bottle in his coffin
Midwest emo maudlin hemoglobin walkin'

Talking, gawking dullard fans
Mom, you wouldn't understand
Shaking hands with cenobites
Wearing licensed underpants
Elvira's at the kissing booth
Morticia's in a cover band
Elvira swallows missing tooth
'ticia ditched for summer jam

The Mummy recreating all the stunts he did on screen
Motorcycle clipped a curb went straight in a ravine
This, the stuff of nightmares, is not what it may seem
I'm afraid that once you check in you can never leave
Fame is not a monster it's a final girl that bleeds
Living out her dream's, and baby, it's a scream!

GOOD MORNING KTT

Bar for bar I could spar,
With any rappin child star,
Henry Kissinger's body stuffed inside my car,
Deadlier than the Paris Group,
You out here tryna parachute,
Behind the Iron Curtain, just to see the rhymes workin,
Run the game like I'm Lenin and you startin s*** in Krondstadt,
We uppin pipes like Mario while you on some Mortal Kombat,
Barrin on a Friday but I ain't even pop a flat,
Tryna rewrite the rules, tell me what the f*** is that,
All these silly lil cornballs tryna act like they can rap,
Give me head til I'm dead, you motherfuckers on some cap,
Out here typing s*** that people say would f***in snap,
If I spit it in a freestyle and called that s*** a wrap,
You get ghosted by a girl and put that pain all in a rap,
Tryna capture all these hoes like your name was Warren Sapp,
Feel a tremor in your body like I did a spinal tap,
Every time you hear my verses or you read em on an app,
The greatest in the game just givin verses out like nothin,
I told em hate me with they chest,
They went and got a breast reduction,

Sentamos no trono e nos acomodamos
Todos esses mfs nós incomodamos
Fazemos as b****es esquecerem os damos
E vocês ainda dizem que não comandamos?

My supervisor wants to beat my face in on Monday
He’s built like Rick Ross but ain’t with the Gunplay

never did i ever think that it would get to this/
laying in my bed
i just keep crashing/
yeah im always slipping into the darkness
come take a trip with me/
for you only a couple of minutes
my s***s eternity/
stepping up to the plate
no eating this a fraternity
recruiting me/
you heard of pledge week
well this more of a pledge life for me
and my s*** still ain’t clean/
used to ponder on a triple beam
but i was too scared to get green/
i mean im used to being lowkey
too low to move keys/
not tryna be a f***ing kingpin
or have r.i.p next to me/
still i got that dope
tried to count me out like a referee

i run this s*** like the tenryubito
got bonney sukin out my life like a damn mosquito
sick like chemo in the water find me nemo
gild tesoro run this s*** like casino
devil fruit got a nigga feeling like a menace
talk down on the crew u gon need a penance
ryo punch to the face u gon need a dentist
gol d roger im that guy yea to death my sentence

yall are so much better than me lmao. i actually make music too thats sad

i’m sad cause i’m hangdog 😞
now im mad yeah im ang dawg 😡

He been f***in up, not orderin bi-carb on time
How u think I’m supposed to keep all these pools alkaline?

Hangdog would be a sick clothing brand

Hot labs, cross tabs, meeting of the minds
On a giant's shoulders while it's kneeling at a shrine
Can-we never should-we as in keeping with the times
Either gods or demons are revealing the sublime
Never rhyme or reason, just evangelism haunted
Jesus laying dormant or a devil playing possum
Finally crack the seal on the tomb of Tutankhamun
Come in, over Houston, I think we have a problem

drowning out my sorrows with this alcohol
i miss my grandmas touch i miss her birthday calls
but these modelos won’t get me out this hell hole
no not at all
the only way forward is to focus
no adderall
i got an angel with me so how can i fall?

if heaven had a hotline id ring you up to see how you been
i know you’d be proud of me got off probation bout to start my education
but my heads still in the pen

halloween, s*** get scary
thots thottin im smokin jane, mary
covered in blood like im carrie
suckin her t*** tryna get dairy
im ballin livin life like larry
this for all the dogs word to terri'
murders in the prairie
killers lurkin, body bury
investigating like agent perry
they shot up the cemetary
take me back to february

(Yachty ft J Cole Secret Recipe voice)

We’re on your head for how you made the thread, feels like we work for SHEIN
The track suit me so absolutely, like sherm was European

Intrepids, Explorers, I been an exporter
Shippin' that white girl since Ellen and Portia
Got it from Nicaragua like Ricardo Mayorga
Stepped on in Trinidad, snorted by Hoya

Aye I’m tryna be someone you can see yourself dealing with
Even f***boys got hearts, I just know it’s real cause I’m feelin it
These letters hang like my head in them aisles, choosing flowers to make you smile
Anniversaries blossomed out of numbers you allowed me to dial

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗