Efficient - DreamLand lyrics

(Intro) Hello folks I go by the name of E to the Fficient We're about to get rough, rugged, and raw for a minute Wait you stole that! You stole that from Preemo! Just, just stop what ya doing! Ahh f** it... Here we go.... Verse 1: Whats up kids? I need a favor Im tryna text message A piece of paper Send a Fuk to your dad Cause hes a hater With no C but we'll see When I see ya later Yeah, Im just Tryna live home free No rent and no job Then Ill be home free Spit it accapella So I can be home free With a co*ked beretta Taking shots like a goalie No beat a broke teen With no cheese Tryna make this bread For my baloney Moldy, all I want Is a hoagie Do whatever I can so I don't feel Lonely Whoa hes Go that marketing scheme Soul purpose is Targeting teens Only here to get Lost in our dreams Where kids wear their Motherf**ing hearts on their sleeves Chorus: [scratches] All an emcee wants is to rap [scratches] So lets show em why their wack [scratches] You're the wackest around [scratches] Thats why I have to get down Verse 2: Like a stripper my Incomes gross The net worth Of a desk clerks coat The sweat shirts Textures coach Except her Leathers broke HAHA! All I do Is network yo I spit bout dirty money And clever jokes Wait! Lets Have s** first hoe And I will Respect her vote We're together Forever though So I'll never Let her go Ill smack her If the efforts low So you should learn The legwork most I got like 5 Records sold Cause this games like Tether ball You swing your balls Oil the treasure is yours And make sure that you Never....(Choking) Chorus: [scratches] All an emcee wants is to rap [scratches] So lets show em why their wack [scratches] You're the wackest around [scratches] Thats why I have to get down Verse 3: When you're down to nothing Like they say Gods up to something But when Im up to something Im looking down at nothing Still can see my big cucumber Its reaching out All the way to jupiter Ill murder marines Imma crew cutter This how to rap For all you newcomers My punchlines Have wisdom and depth Or make me look like The biggest dick head Whose twisted And sick in his head I need a princess whose Lipstick is red Imma dipsh** with A stiff dick in bed All critics that Nitpick are dead My lyrics Are vicious and shred Known for being gifted And rhythmic instead Chorus: [scratches] All an emcee wants is to rap [scratches] So lets show em why their wack [scratches] You're the wackest around [scratches] Thats why I have to get down