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This was meant for intellectuals/ I Tried To give them food for thought but they all said there heads were full/ Probably cause they ate their meal without any vegetables/ Then left unbalanced with a dunce cap upon a pedestal/ They never had a chance they were susceptible/ To temptation and ate forbidden fruit cause they were taught it was acceptable/ Rejected everything in life except the bull/ And now we're entertained by those who make themselves spectacles/ Then we eat them up like Hannibal Lecter would/ It's kinda hard to stand on your own with a severed foot/ Throw me in the gauntlet I'm ready for whatever look/ I'd never bite the hand feeds me cause I respect the cook/ But let me dumb it down some of have found this hard to believe/ That this kid embodies hip hop in every artery/ No need for gla**es it's not hard to see/ That I'm rich with knowledge I'm not living in poverty/ It takes two to tango but ima do it in one/ I never planned to rap on this beat but I thought it would be fun/ Plus I need more views on YouTube cause nobody has a blues clue on who B-Rhymin is so ima go coo coo/ But not for coco puffs I prefer Captain Crunch I was bored enough to write this song and thats wa**up/ I'm intimidating cause I'm b-b-b-bad to the bone/ Tryin to get blown like John Coltrane's saxophone/ Jesus called he said he sick of the disses/ I told him to quick b**hing this isn't a f**ing hotline/ Oh wait god damn those lines are Tyler's not mine/ But I guess they're right when they say great that minds think alike/ They say I'll never make it and stupid things like/ Until the fat lady sings well ima make her sing tonight/ No I'm not immortal I'll be dead when I'm older/ I don't like my neck so it's just a head on my shoulder/ And a good one at that it's exactly where I'm rapping from/ Don't forget the heart cause that's where all the pa**ion comes/ Who cares about appearance I think fashions dumb/ This was food for thought, so eat that for lunch/