Blended Babies - Best Rapper lyrics

[Hook 1] Best rapper in Portland from Utah Best rapper from Utah in Portland It's funny how swaps in orders and ops could have Changed way the course went [Verse 1] My flow's tight as a corset You're f**ed like intercourse When you say expertise is important Then flip flop and try to force it Insecure society I hate to tell but your acne is showing I'm pretty sure you'd like to see me And my kind backed into a corner Cuz I'm inclined to not agree with backers of a country With food and shelter for all who need Held lock and key by a few high level hoarders Fork over yours cuz cash isn't a resource It's a promissory note And this promise has more than been broken More often than common tongue English is spoken You're searching for affirmation I'm just contemplating my platform You can't imagine all the places I can plan an attack from And as you compensate With likes for hate encapsulated I just transform You can't write for sh** and your pa**ions fake And you're friends don't like you if you have some Just stick to the facts son I talk casually in rhyme About things that happen in days pa**ed I'm that mother f**er mother goose Would love to get her hands on And I'm a singer too with long hair But I'm not Manson, Lennon, or Hansen I'm the soothing tune you're grooving to Call me Whysir Kind of a madman [Hook 2] Best rapper from Utah in Portland Best rapper in Portland from Utah And they just clap or hate Cause now they see the sk**s the dudes got [Verse 2] Love is loss and I'm the vessel for what's left and for what's not Can't digest imagination Can't keep feeding all these thoughts I'm up nights tossed turning burnt fingers on stove tops Just to gather content for another shot At loading a beat with knowledge Can't for sure say it's been worth losing all that I have gotten Some nights feel boxed in locked up hidden away and forgotten So shout goes out to you out there Pushing for your pa**ion I'm sure you wish that I had heard of you Or acknowledged you in pa**ing But I've got knowledge to drop on you You don't know what you're asking I've got my own problems We all do I'm not marketing or masking I want actual peace found in my life And happiness in days pa**ing But theres motherf**ers running loose I'd love to get my hands on Talking useless sh** could care less About your mansion money or plans and You need to get with it Give hand outs, be hands on, put your hands in [Hook 3] Best rapper from Portland or Utah Best have a good time and enjoy it Cuz there's scavengers sitting in the sticks With tricks to take this spot you know it [Verse 3] You're about to explode They see where you go Copy your flows Gain acclaim for ground you've laid But can't complain for price of involvement We all want more then allotted time slot But we need to stop it There's a circle here And it's not just about poverty or profit Cuz if you take more than you give You take the extra and then toss it Not to those that need just to the aether At that point it's gone we've lost it This silly sh** we're sticking with Has gotten beyond preposterous We all live for the impossible hoping God hasn't forgotten us We tend to seek out differences rather than seek what we have in common Thus lines are drawn then swords then bombs and look how far that's gotten us Like a gymnast hand to hand routine upon a pommel horse We all have a daily balance Hope my thoughts have swapped or upended yours Get in nasty hand to hand combat only as a final resort But stay on the front line head on as long as there's news to report