[Verse 1]
As I arrive from the ashes and they asking "what's happening"
[?] I'm dabbin' while they sayin' it wack and
Everybody on that [?] be sippin' the [?]
[?] for the b**hes that twerk
I rap for the ladies and gentlemen with veteran experience
The ones that gather round and let it settle while they listenin'
I came up out the womb and now you [?]
[?] with no crew as I [?]
They call me Dizzy, yeah, I known to rap circles
Around a n***a work through the math like Urkel
Inject ya skin, directly then, insect ya past, expose yo a** like Berlin (let's get it!)
Nasty with the quick switch, [?] spin
Again and again, like a Tech Deck kickflip
Red tape, a past experiment, I was irrelevant
But now, it's highly evident, my fans as big as elephants
[?], hand out some Ls to the residents
Excellent specimen, as I serenade the President
Erase the competition, well that's what they call it
These rocks think they stones, until a n***a [?]
[Chorus]
I hate making hooks on a song
But I gotta make one so the fans can sing along, so
I like Pop Tarts and wearing bucket hat and I make videos online
I don't like hooks, I'd just rather rhyme!
[Verse 2]
Ain't nobody wanna battle, I arrive with a paddle
A cowboy have a saddle up and let's skedaddle
Gun boom, when I come through causing the doom
The weather gloom like misty and [?] do
My verse on a piece of paper, that's an artifact
In fact, I impact a riot act, when I interact
With the verses, I hit you with the work it
Yeah, you deserve it
Is it worth it, to see you squirmin' while I'm surfin'?
Perfect heat, that might short circuit G
The actions that happen when you rappin' at me
I'm hotter than the heat, against the leather seats in ya Jeep
Where you keep your receipts for the treats that you eat after you sleep
How I know? I'm a stalker, stalkin' like Walker
Stalkin' my prey, in a flyin' saucer
I'm an alien from Venus, no, you seen it when I crashed down
The meanest greenest being and I'm gettin' the laugh down
[Chorus]
I hate making hooks on a song
But I gotta make one so the fans can sing along, so
I like Pop Tarts and wearing bucket hat and I make videos online
I don't like hooks, I'd just rather rhyme!
(I'd like to take a second to thank Tal for the track, and any one else listening, like, share and play it back. I might sound a little mad, but I'm happy indeed. Now let's get back to the rap, I know [?])
[Verse 3]
Calm down, this a playground, no, it's a showdown
I'm battlin' rappers, turn this whole game into a ghost town
Silence for the words, being spit out my mouth
This book in my pouch, I pull it out, these n***as get grouchy
Uh, grr, babble like the verses that I tackle
Better s** it up like [?], like the b**h did in the bathroom
Is that taboo? Well, that's what I do. I do what you don't
Talk about f*ggots shoving cactus up their, don't
PC, I mean a man with feminine jeans
A transs**ual intellectual who wears woman jeans
Hey, don't say that I hate gays, I got a goldfish that's going through the exact same phase
Shoutout to the gays, I hope you triggered
Shoutout to the dykes and any whites who can't stand the sight of a n***a
Cause, how you doin' man? I'm here and I'm proud
I'm black and I'm loud and I like the sight of hate, it's astounding!