Rapocalypse
Class_Sick x Scotie Keeys
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It's Class_Sick Keeys on the keys (Let me at em. I'm tired of waiting) I'm sick and tired Of everybody thinking they got bars (I want em. Give em to me now Feed me rappers) Class_Sick is the pinnacle I live my life with principle Drunk mind cynical Punchlines clinical Live and direct We don't need any subliminals Kill your favorite rapper Use their blood to fill my swimming pool Underrated criminal Watch the way my pen'll move Dimethyltryptamine Hallucinogenic chemicals Old school like Casio Slamming bones on the patio Slow ride when the caddy rolls With the dope man and a bag of Oz Candy lady gave me Nine of Four Limbes when it's hot or cold Says you a king don't mess with hoes Rest in peace my brother Seiko I still ain't grieve I just lay low Devil horns hold my halo Yet still I dream one day I blow When God made me he broke the mold Profit is productive from the products Which I'm proud of kid Process of progression probably can break some promises It's prominent a project where we know the fake Prophet lives protesting a profession In the less fortunate provinces Amentas ambassador Dimensional traveler Taking them back No flux capacitor Mental spazzes out that Cerebrovascular Yes I heard your rhymes You conventional amateur Different in vernacular I ain't got no type Hip hop's bachelor Beats by the batch Bag em up and leave a massacred Give me my roses and my daffodil Dopest pad that's filled with intergalactic battlefields Okay but hold on bro You really ain't have to go that hard I'm telling you You need to step back a little bit These people can't compete at this level man Why don't you try a different approach Why don't you try a different approach Go ahead Who that want to battle me Dissecting your anatomy Casually laugh at the deceased Tragically the savage is unleashed An addict to my peace In the attic with my piece On these beats I do believe Everybody come after me Only listen to your CD when I need to fall asleep Or use it as a coaster Catching moisture from my tea and Just because it rhymes Don't mean it's a dope line Think that chain make you a rapper Boy my soul shines No disrespect to legends I don't need your cosign Much love to the homies I can't kick it like the old times When I make it dedicated to my own grind Blaze a spliff inside a spaceship Don't you know I'm fan favorite Amazing with the way I spit these raps A gift the fact just is I bag and flip then Watch these fiends do backwards flips Class_Sick sick Suggest you don't forget to underscore Leave em more and more The man, the myth, the legend, lore Leave em headless for sacrifices to the lord Dreams I rumble for I got my ass whooped never run before So rest assured I'm ready for war MC Carnivore Perform at haunted carnivals Pitchfork in your mama's corpse Okay I don't think you understood what I was saying I wasn't telling you to call em out I was telling you like to play on their level Make it more fair We in the last minute Go ahead Go in for the kill My bic turn to a 50 cal Amenaza lirical X and Pac I feel em now Ooh it's getting spiritual Guess I'm hip hop's demon's child You rappers better di di mau Slice his neck and clean him out Here's a fact check, paramount I wouldn't feature with you If you got me inside a God's house I'm here teaching the youth It ain't about buying the mall out All I'm speaking is truth Treating the booth like a mosque Now you reaching for proof I'm preaching to you That's the same reason we fall out Epiphanies and revelations Mad villainy and desolation Initially it's desperation At the epitome of preservation Begging please have some patience Crack their knees give em a facelift These gangsters real as fake tits And your dime piece looking basic At ease when times archaic Rhyme rare language gallic Hymns spoken in poems Skulls and broken bones Don't worry Class_Sick holding his own Keeys got me in the zone Like we in belize blowing on strong Smoking on these beats like rap's Cheech and Chong Let me switch the rhyme before I'm out of time We know you lying in every line Just a bunch of sheep dressed up as lions You wanna be us you steady trying But we Jason, Freddy, Myers Masons lightning fires Find your place then slice your ties This greatness you should admire Man you can't do nothing less than great can you Okay I guess that's their fault They gonna have to step it up That's all I'm trying to convince you You know what Keep doing your thing I'm out
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