Jimmy Luna - NY Untitled lyrics

[Produced By: Lil Dumpy] [Verse 1: Jimmy Luna] Impel the fake dudes with my shrewd shard of truth Or the Saber tooth that I acquired in the early youth Eat up the booth, regurgitate a Mac, a mic, some MIDIs too Just to prove the point that it is in me to be sort of cool I got a couple nukes in my notes application Obligated to be anti-revelation till I defecate from Seven hundred fifty tank bullets but that conversation is for when I beat Barack Obama in some f**in' racin' Takin' the bull by the horns is overrated, I'm into takin' the Babe by the horns while Bunyan is shakin' The constellations are thankin' me for plankin' on the casualties, faculty from my family even though they are shattering Rakin' ya' pools, could of sworn that I was pagan But faith keeps me tiptoein' inside the presence of Satan The Prism Trizzles forrizzle, so get with it or fizzle inside the grizzle of Earth I'm waitin' for the fatalities… (Message!) Always question the most perplexin' Till your lesson (is learned) gettin' loose from all of this flexion Reflection… is imminent raidin' all of your tenements, mobile devices, women and this is the global's glistenin' Ha [Verse 2: Jimmy Luna] I'm Marvin Martian on the mic I'm dark and takin' flight I might Pop off my white on Saturn's top and then steal all the Rocks Floss em' then I toss em' on a pipe and feel the crash tonight While Marshall Mathers talks about a thot he bought for pennies (Hmph) I'm Shockin' Gs like I'm Kenobi fightin' Grievous I'm the meanest with these patterns leave em' bleedin', slumped and tattered (Need a ladder?) stop the chatter fore' I beat you down to matter, finkle, dingle berries scattered Tinkle on ya' till my back.. hurts