Wanna Rap (feat. Jolly)

I am Tyler Durden Come to wake you up early They say I'm not of service But they don't carry this burden Why in the fuck you flirtin with death Like you is Got a purpose I'm Jolly Heisenberg And you are just uncertain Tell me more about love and light and peace You little earthling Reason took us to the moon and back That don't concern you Don't you hate his beat His heat is right up out the furnace Like Phoenix from the ashes I melt egos like plastic And I don't entertain Irrational sentimentality If you know like I know You know we are above average And it's here just for practice You hear these wave mechanics Jolly at the center of the sphere We're two Pythagoras You don't have to believe me I am not a religion But I got that real vision Hit em with that pre scision I'm about the real reason This is just a pre season Wait until you see legion Dle for deletion Nowadays everybody wanna rap Like they got something to say But nothing comes out When they open they face So fuckin' turn up the bass I fuckin' burn up the place You can't keep up with the pace Nah Nowadays everybody wanna rap Like they got something to say But nothing comes out When they open they Face So fuckin' turn up the bass I fucking burn up the place You cant keep up with the pace Nah Welcome to the dynasty This will cause your mind to freak I'd be lying if I could die But I survived catastrophes I am the apostrophe Entering your esses Y-E on your yeses Way up, I'm blessed Spittin' with that fire That'll burn up til decrepit I don't give you credit I cannot respect it Better come correct Or I will snatch your chain or necklace You know I am reckless You know I perfect this I am just a star And you are far from a director Sharp like a vector Tech is my protector I eliminate the fakes They restin' in my sector I'm Hannibal Lecter Call me Skull Collector Killing so-called rappers Bottom feeding on the average I am on my savage shit I turn up in damage All the fakes are vanishing Me no speako spanish shit Got these niggas panickin They faker than mannequins Woah Now a days everybody want to rap Like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they open they face So fuckin turn up the bass I fuckin burn up the place You can't keep up with the pace Nah Now a days everybody want to rap Like they got something to say But nothing comes out When they open they face So fuckin turn up the bass I fuckin burn up the place You can't keep up with the pace Nah This is not your Pinterest This is not the internet If we have to intersect I kill you with my intellect My rap is nasty It'll leave a ill effect Snap your head and disconnect Wrap your head like Christmas gift You are just an insect A fly inside my spider web I am not a prototype I evolve with every breath Every line and every fret I pick apart a galaxy Pardon my hyperbole And just listen to Jolly speak Sowing what I reap That's how I got free That's how I get free Acid trip is peaked Listen to this beat Listen to me speak All I spit is heat All I got's the streets Forces on the feet And I'm rolling deep Deeper than the sea Bitch what do you see I cannot see you You are just a fluke I don't play the flute But I'm Pied Piperrrr Now a days everybody want to rap Like they got something to say But nothing comes out When they open they face So fucking turn up the bass, I'll fucking burn up the place You can't keep up with the pace, Nah Now a days everybody want to rap Like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they open they face So fucking turn up the bass, I'll fucking burn up the place You can't keep up with the pace, Nah