Make amends with the ghost in my gut
Grabbing pen's like I'm throwing a punch
Or throwing up lunch, f*ck
Gotta hunch, the fun's over at once
Sober minded foe, but I've been drinking the punch
Speaking of fun, punt me the blunt
Mean to stomach what I can munch
Boxing you runts, toxic
With moxy and spunk
Rock it till the top of the one
On the topic of funds, I like to cop it in tons
Stop, drop and spun till my consciousness runs
Stay nauseous till my toxins erupt
Like I've been talking with bugs
"What's up doc?" I've been hopping with Bugs
Bunny Dumby Funny, run me a couple nugs
I've got flows running with no sign of a plug
You think you know something? Keep your eyes on the rug
Or inside the grave that you decided to dug
When you derided the Dumb
Heavy metal, you're aluminum bruh
The way I rap you round the roles you've been assuming too much
Fluent in upper cuts, gut punches and such
I can translate if you're not picking it up
F*ck a flashback
My past's packed on my back like a backpack
Snipping snapbacks, ripping scratch hash, a labrat
On a laugh track
Hazardous
A faster wit than half you bastard kids
After this
Catch a wiff, split a spliff and split
Spit heavy
Hell 'tween the beats, what's that
Smell in the sheets boom bap
Makes the room gasp who's that masked
Villain chilling spilling chameleon thoughts
When I get 'em better head em off
Got the heady kids in the Heavy mob
Pedigree G but I'm teddy soft
Make 'em sweaty, ah betty
Must have been heaven sent 'em
Send ya sentiments I'll send to sediment
Send it off like weather men
Bet again his temperament is temperamental
Mental hue changing
His soul's a rental
Flossing dental, bent all out of shape
Make them wait, then weigh in
You're basic I'm changing my lanes in the rain and-