Brainiac!

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Lil Psvcho

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Whoa, whoa, whoa, roll the carpet for the maniac
Tell DC it's the Brainiac, you fake goin' nuts macadamiact
Hold up, you rappers all lies you Mysterio, I'm drivin' in my car eatin' cereal
I was gon' die like a year ago
Look it's a psychopath, lately he walkin' a psycho path
And I think he been wild since diaper rash, if you f*ck with his money he might react
Put on some gloves and I'm Micheal Jackson, so is my girl cus I like her bad
Swirvin' the whip with no tire traction-got a really dark past and I might go back
With his hands in his pockets, he talkin' to no one
He bumpin' Nirvana, he rockin' and rollin'
He spit like a chopper, he lock and then loaded
He park in a spot in a lot where it's stolen
And hoodie on hopin' they not gonna notice him
Face in the papers, the cops are patrollin'
Not gonna stop til his oxygen gone, f*ck, we just started the song
F*ck it he'd rather go rap with a mic and a beat and a stu but he stuck ina job
He barely get by, he always get high, he sayin' he not, he know it's a lie
But f*ck it he live in denial with pride that gettin', smaller everyday goin' by
F*ck it, I pray he don't get 'em a 9 and shoot at a rapper not writing his rhymes
I don't wanna be another soundcloud rapper, dead ass flow underground sound rapper
F*ck I shoulda been another Down South rapper
They the ones who gon get the clout out faster
Philly rappers wanna go compete with eachother
They dont even really wanna be with eachother
They don't even really wanna see one another in the club
usually when the heat start bustin'
I'm a lil white boy with a lil bad flow, they dont really wanna see me sittin' on a plateu
Got a good voice but it sound a lil black doe, see my skin color see how they react tho
Whoa, whoa, whoa, roll the carpet for the maniac
Tell DC it's the Brainiac, you fake goin' nuts macadamiact
Hold up, you rappers all lies you Mysterio, I'm drivin' in my car eatin' cereal
I was gon' die like a year ago
And the boy sick, that's venereal
808s bumpin through the stereo, run the whole world like I'm Barry-O
Say you wanna battle you hysterical, this John Cena, Chris Jericho (Raw)
High all day but the BI very low, I don't say what I see, eyes stayin' clooooosed up
Come in for a close-up, see the lil short boy sitting on a phone book
Writing in a notebook, straight bars no hooks
Boy if I get 'em itll prolly be his own good
Whippin' up a homecooked meal for the rap game
First name Matt don't worry bout my last name
Matt came, hit a couple rappers with a backhand
Three on one couldn't beat him with a tag team
Tap-in, walking on needles when I tap dance
He was tryn'a f*ck the whole world, no lapdance
Took a bad chance, and a last chance
Last dance with the devil he aint ever goin' back since
Got the black tints for the hazbeens
In the future wanna turn my whole life into past tense
F*ck a rap friend, I don't have friends like I'm Batman
I don't have xans, I don't have tan
Man that's one fuckin' place that I can't go, heart warm and my hands cold
And the poison one thing that I can't hold no mo, with the Gauntlet, I'm Thanos
I'ma Goblin, a damn goon, I'ma God, got a handle on Mojnir my hammer
I swing it right atchu! Got the drop on yo Lambo, tryn'a leave but yuo can't go
Show up with a banjo, blue suit lookin' like Jamie in Django
Pre-rolls, got a handfull, I blow the marijuana every way that the fan go
Whoa, whoa, whoa, roll the carpet for the maniac
Tell DC it's the Brainiac, you fake goin' nuts macadamiact
Hold up, you rappers all lies you Mysterio, I'm drivin' in my car eatin' cereal
I was gon' die like a year ago

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