Rapaholics Anonymous (feat. K the Muss, Barron B, Brad Thomas & Farmed Goods)
Roc
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A'ight everybody, welcome to Rapaholics Anonymous We got a newcomer with us today Would you please stand up and introduce yourself? Hello everyone My names's Keali'i Pahukoa, I'm 21 years old, and I'm addicted to hip hop I've been an addict since I was 12 I got a rap addiction, aftermath of havin' bad decisions Path is written, no graphic image to snag attention I'm past forgiveness, you faggots dissin' will sadly listen Catchin' feelings, I'll snatch your village and dad your children Mass impacted the local region, my flow's deceivin' Close to leavin', my soul is dreamin' to know completion No retreatin', won't be comedic so please believe it Was deemed conceited, so keep competin' and be deleted Ignore the prejudice, overlord with a deadly pen Accept and feel the arrogance, witness, I got a Hell within Melt your brim and expel your limbs in a pit for pigs Resentful shit is imminent, picture this with a twisted end And this to vent, no miscontent, what you vision friend? I'm meant to have a better sense, in the mix with a sinful threat And skillful text, impression leavin' 'em indirect So kill the flesh and intercept, ain't gotta heal, but still reflect Lick the envelope and send off my condolences Hide behind my words 'cuz I'm careless, my indulgences I could care less whether you think I'm dope or not But I'mma savor this moment like I'm grubbin' on butterscotch Light you on fire with the flames that I be spittin' out Inhale the smoke and leave you passed out on the cracka's couch These PDF and blueprints gettin' intricate and shit The workload is heavy, but never think that I'mma quit Get sloppy seconds like you're at a homeless shelter Keep cookin' up these thoughts, I'mma be runnin' Helter Skelter I got passion in my words, smudges on my page Dangle the key in front of me, bro I'm gonna break the cage Takin' name fame and head games to another level Pop a blood vessel, overflowing with potential Climax in my plot as I come to a conclusion The artistry of words, the perfect illusion Uh Raise the roof, I'm a grey recluse with hateful views Figured I could hang three dudes at once with a tangled noose A fuckin' sabertooth, this big cat will mangle you Prehistoric and vile, your title's biodegradable Wild and unpredictable, this rap shit's habitual Super effective flow, my hit points are critical Keep your shit to a minimal, spit somethin' original Unlike the generic scrub that loves to drop subliminals I'm sorry, I got a little off topic But anger and compassion got hand in hand when you're a rapaholic These tracks are flawless, abolish garbage, we thoughtful artists Tear apart our targets with verbal toxics, my circle's dauntless It's my time motherfucka, check your wristwatch Do it myself, ain't no wait that I'd ever switch spots I'm a big shot, and homeboy you is not (yeah) So keep your head down 'cuz I aim high with the crisscross They finna call protective services the way that I punch lines Sit behind the board and clock in, it's crunch time Or should I say lunchtime, I'm eatin' these beats Can't keep it discreet, you beef with me, I'll leave you deceased Boy it's six million ways to die, dem haffi chose one The game done got me stuck like a glue gun Indigo children, yeah we writin' with enlightenment Fumigate the stupid hate when K and Bradley light the spliff Pass the baton like it's a tithin' plate Now this right here a cinematic moment, Lionsgate 'Cuz my life is like a movie, a biopic that's unruly Wrestle with my demons, they ain't hesitatin' to pursue me Still there's no malice when I sip the gold chalice Everyday searchin' for a tenfold balance Ain't enough pots to piss, we facin' that opposition Hatred is often christened, but pray it won't stop the mission No apologies to the world for bein' so human Goddamn, right now, keep goin' and let's get through it Stay focused, I'm gon' improve it for the jokesters, gangstas, and the students I love life, smokin' dank, and makin' music Collaborating, elaborating in my observatory (Uh) Laminated the gamma rays and lock you in purgatory (Uh) Dammit David, savage slayer, haven't you heard the story? I don't manage anger, the bammer banger gon' burn it for me (Uh) Paintin' pictures gory like Ricky and Morty, your tricks are corny This bitch is horny, she'll mix it for me just for the glory And for the record, and for the story, your shit is boring Kill The Mic Records with Cyric Risner, hip hop restorn' You can't miss it, reloadin' the clip to start explorin' My heart is pourin', don't stop the clock, you can't stop recordin' Goin' with the flow and come larger than a Samoan My motives won't get me voted, Illuminati exposin' (Yeah) You wanna get high? Let the record play
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Written by: Brad Thomas, Cyric Risner, Keali'i Pahukoa, Rocky VanDergriff, Zak Barry
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