Lyrics:
leaking, juice, bitch, you see 'em drinking
Look at all my puppy dogs, daddy left you in the kitchen
Now you fucking going off cooking up a new rendition
Buenas dias
Hey, where you going?
Hey, where you going?
Does dasvedonya really mean good morning?
Please spare
me derision
I'll do my
rendition
A lengthy
to display
A brand new rendition of style that I have
It'll only take a moment of your time, four minutes
Then it will be beneficial when it is replenished
mentality nothing but flavor
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
The moral of my oral ammunition rendition
Tuna fish on a Marc seven collision
We be forever
it up
But find another motherfucker to harass
I'm getting tired of this redundancy rendition
Come on, you know the drill, these walls are thick
I
the same like yo this remix hitting
And the fact that a rendition is so easy to pen
Is a testament to the loop we all seem to fit in
It's like a cycle,
lost in your rendition of reality
All my offering
Rendered boring hyperbole
I couldn't see the sun from there, just a beam
I thought it would never
voice causin' feuds
Encouraging my neighbors to be rude
Unable to chew food
Due to my new tunes and my renditions of Waterloo
Waterloo, what who?
From
to display
A braaannd new rendition of style that I have
It'll only take a moment of your time - four minutes!
Then it will be beneficial when it is
and my renditions of Waterloo,
Waterloo! what who?
From Abba to Shabba, hip-hop, grime to ragga,
I blabber the weird grammar due to listening to hits
armstrong crew
Phife Dawg and Shaq Fu this is how we do
Funky renditions there's no competiton
Split mc's apart as if their group was New Edition
Make
harder than wood
make ya boogie with the fly armstrong crew
Phife Dawg and Shaq Fu this is how we do
funky renditions there's no competiton
definition
different renditions of creations sorta like what I'm doin', style
that I'm usin' - wordsmith meets rap fusion if that's a category fit
of like a rap rendition of a fry in a wrap
Just try it as that
You rappers Rebel Wilson's vagina, you stank!
I take it back, I don't know that ho
them to say "So long"
So let's hear your rendition
Of words of contrition
For getting it so wrong
Would you like to say something? (Something)
Niggaz, be like, quit it
Cause my renditions be expeditions
For niggaz on them straight looney missions (nigga)
Funk lord productions be sayin somethin
Now feelin' me for real do'
I'm the one who came from the back and blew the brains out of Al Pacino
(Word up) Welcome to this rendition
rendition of the same
Old song that you used to sing, bringing me flowers and diamonds
Hmm don't stop till you get it right, like PT used to say
A sucker
losing your mind
Can't repent your decisions
What a waste of your life
Empty holy renditions
No one to blame solitary religion
Summon his name
on Chartres Street
With their finest rendition of squealing brakes
Down in Kaldi's caf the newspaper headlines promised new revelations
Concerning Prince
of these niggas acting hood what a rendition
Faking fuckers oh Pardon my French
It's hard to connect like chain with these niggas outchea
We waste no time,
Flesh, spirit
No
One creature
Human, nature
No
One creation
God, man
One image
Representor, representation
No
One Rendition
Narrator and narration
One
dimensions
Fervently dismembering
Cursed intentions
Carrying renditions
Verbally lynching foes
Like a 36 chamber honed veteran
Skeptics lifted to a heavenly
known to dabble for a minute
I been known to switch up positions and give my own rendition
A motherfuckin' magician, I mean it's covered in linen
And when
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