Cuoy L. Harmon - The Animated Freestyle lyrics

[Intro:] You-C, Flawless Leauge, Shaz Krew 1-2-3-4 [Chorus:] Steady rhyming, climbing, higher than a flying lion Lying with an honest face, facing off against my race Competing for the first of places, basic faces filling spaces Ain't got time for racists, super saying every single statement [Verse 1:] A lot of these human beings are Harvey Dents I hardly weep for any d**h, unless of course, it's money spent I'm robbing Paul to pay Peter, you're telling me that it's Heaven sent? I didn't make them, but I'll raise them like Jonathan Kent Cruising on that LSD, like I took an acid trip My ex I used to love her like Common Sense I'm remaining as the future of rap You want change? Put Obama on the Bears and make him quarterback I've got more cracks than a cracker that's addicted to crack Your derriere is flatter, like you fell off the tower and went splat. *raspberry* Rap's the defecation, the flow is flatulence Being educated is different from being intelligent A million clones and I remain as the Jango Mono y mono, I am not my stero- Typing a hundred words just like an essay I know some ese's, now it's looking like the S-A, M-E Call me Fonzie, I'm blue, green, and purple At the same damn time, using nouns like Urkle We've heard this a million times, but I am a sinner I am running full force, Bruce Qui-Gon Jinner Whose now in fact Caitlyn Jenner, if you're wondering You know... [Chorus:] [Verse 2:] When I was born, the doctor slapped me, so I shot him Denominating sh**, yeah you know, started from the bottom Aubrey Graham, rolling grams inside a Trans Am With Brother Malcolm looking down on us and he's going ham Now that's tighter than an*l s** with hemorrhoids With a girl playing in her vagina, with another toy Dropping knowledge like my name was Jabari Evans The most powerful weapon comes from out of Heaven f** them all, with my foot in they f**ing follicle Fornicating, facetious rappers, they f**ing phenomenal Ferris wheeling on top of Ferris Bueller's parade These f**ing f*ggots flat lined, off a failing grenade I feel like, I can run circles of life around the d**h Star d**h of a pop star, committed by a quasar If you look between "Y" and "I", there remains an idiot On my pivot, switching pitches, f**ing b**hes that don't smell like fishes Pick the switches, I'm whooping a** before I'm banking cash The first one to finish last, but outdid the whole cla** Out of sympathy for a deaf n***a, tell me why I should turn up Pyrokinesis, Richard Pryor, watch me burn up [Chorus:]