Flying Lotus - Rape lyrics

[Intro: Zilla] Franco you in the big leagues now Hope your bars is up [Verse 1: Zilla] June.you.are got you on a track with real lyricist Spittin with the spirit so vicious Biggie is hearing this And noddin' his head bumpin' Right next to Pac thuggin' And throwing up Westside yelling "Zilla that boy Something" Its nothing though it really comes naturally All these demons after me Damn another casualty Got me questioning why I sold my soul in the first place Hell was my birthplace Explains why I'm always f**ing heated But I'm changing the subject Rappings my pa**ion I love it Sometimes I wanna say f** it Man what if nothing comes from it Will I still love it or will I f**ing hate it Life its hard to face it But your dreams you gotta chase it Even if you're rapist I don't judge In a cypher I won't budge I be k**in' sh** with ease I got bars n***a please Got these b**hes on they knees Take a hit up off the trees Rest in peace Capital Steez I don't make music I let you live through my life through words Its to much success to attain to be scurred So I ain't never scared like Bone Crusher Calling more bluffs than f**ing phone numbers Try to call mine and get the f**ing wrong number Boy I'm the sh**, you're gonna need a strong plumber [Verse 2: june.you.are] Yeah this is for a summer Callin' out all b**h n***as in slumber Zilla and June Toon its like they all wanna Claim lyricism's dead I'm a mutant spliff, I'm coming for your head No more rap songs, figured ya'll support what I said Just Hip-Hop ya flip flop, flip a burger instead I'm underground, the sound brown skin I'm all in Bet ya chips I'm tossin' I'm flossin' No gloss on my flaws all win Always no days off Claim they cotton real sh**, so soft I claim to pickin' cotton Slave sh** Save sh** before the Boro boys call your bluff out Bet I smoke a whole blunt before you cough out The truth They can't prove what they sayin' In the booth I be sprayin' Venom Pop Advil two Excedrin Mad sk** never questioned Blessing in disguise Birthday surprise, never saw it coming Your mother I smother, another victim I just cum in Side pride f** that I rather serve peace Deceased souls I preach to I teach too They wanted more bars so I gave em' the sequel Tryna taste stars, I'm in awe I'm in all of your headphones now Thinking damn I used to be a f**ing let down now I've got a buzz, and they want some of the pollen Watch a n***a blossom