OREC - SSSTATIC FREESSSTYLE lyrics

(Yeah!) Yeah! To the kids out there, I'm sorry for the profanities How can ya stay sane when you're losing your sanity? I fought Yosamite Sam up on the canopy So call me 'vain' coz I'm lost in a Vanity - Unfair when I rhyme, I'll take up your time I don't do it for the money, I do it for crime, coz I'm A bad guy like a told ya, lyrics satirical, this miracle might scold ya! I'm here to indulge ya so go ahead and take a seat You know I'm a soldier, my machine gun's my beat So when I knock-knock-knock, I ain't a creep, I'm just delivering pizza, man, these bars are for free Feel free to tip me, though, yo a kid's gotta eat! I might just creep up in your jeans while ya sleep! (Ha ha!) Scratchin' my arms, I'm already a chimp, so f**in' high, I'm already a blimp I'm no regular guy, so in the blink of an eye you can find me hanging with the stars in the, - um ... Lounge around all day like I got nothing to do There ain't a cent in my bank, but I'm dank, that's nothing new I'm at the top of the rank, I'll snap a pic of the view, coz I'm the pick of the bunch, Kid Enno, who the f** are you? Get off my couch, I paid money for that! Yo, Yeezy, AC/DC, where my summary at? How f**in' easy is it, for me to write these kinda rhymes? I'm here to tell you now, my sickness is lasting 3 lifetimes! How ya feel? How ya all feeling? Please don't speak to me equally when my mind is on the ceiling Unpredictable like my syllables, un-k**able Gimme a mic and yeah I k**-em-all! I tell 'em f** 'em if they critical, I'm mystical But dis-lyrical, leave ya dead in a swimming pool! And tell a motherf**er tryin' to hold me back, "write it down" I'll chop-suey ya face, 'though this was China-Town! What the f** you looking at, dawg? Quit peeking! After hunnit' f**in' bandages, ya blood still seeping! As previously stated, man, I'm increasingly hated Hand in this song and get it graded, I made it myself Always underestimated, never faded So let these words make a world like a picture I painted Coz that's S-to-the-Istine, nineteen, pristine Life's all good till-; 'Who the f** is "Christine"?!' Ahh f**, I shoulda' covered my tracks The damn b**h tryna' see through the cracks, but this is me to the max' But hey, I can read your mind! 'Finally a f**in' SoundCloud exclusively for sleek raps!' So eat that! With my sickness, I'm coming to get ya The Kid is on the way, prepare you a stretcher! To break it to you man, though, I'd hate to be the one So I'll leave it 'till the next track f** it, I'm done! (Whoo!) (Hahahaha)