Punch - Murder You Rappers lyrics

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Yo, if you could see what I was thinking -- You'd probably see a boat floating in my quotes Fluid like sewer drain, too insane -- Like everything Edgar Allan Poe wrote Call the Olympics, I can't even spit it -- I pole-vault And your team's like making love for the slowpokes Here we go though -- Soul got a blunt rolled up Chocolate Thai got me right, yeah I Cocoa Puff -- Time to time? sh**, I'm high all day Like the sun, you could catch me in the sky all day Money like pre-algebra -- multiply all day My style cayenne pepper so I spit like Dylan Whenever the mic gone -- Got sick and tired of asking for sh** to write on Now the only pen that I grip -- Exists in my cerebral cortex The future is like a quartet -- I fore-see it b**h [Hook: Ab-Soul] You know I'd really hate to murder you rappers -- (really though) I wish I never heard of you rappers -- (really though) sh**'s whack man you need more practice -- (really though) So go practice -- Go practice [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] sh** -- my impact is flammable gaseous in a room full of lit matches Rumor has it I'm hazardous -- Rap Lazarus, the hip hop Jesus of Nazareth Polaroid couldn't capture this I'm candidating like an activist, back to this I'm profound, you n***as lost like Angeles I'm fierce like a wildebeest -- Built like a million-piece puzzle Put together by hustle, who wanna scuffle? We laugh to the bank and you chuckle -- keep the change My genetic makeup's too different to be the same as y'all Like sending instant messages when I aim at y'all -- I'm hitting you up Like graffiti on the wall, hope you get what you ask for As for Ab-Soul, I'm a a**hole -- that's all Shut them down like Ctrl - Alt - Delete, capisce? [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Mind-boggling, word gargling word-ologist What you hollerin'? I got enough spit to form my very own island, my friend Wanna take a swim? Step into the booth, you'll probably need a bathing suit Skinny-dipping, my thoughts inside a pool of sharks do You hesitate to test the waters of a fish tank You first-timer -- You need more than one-liners Your color scheme is undone, all you have is the primer Paint pictures like art designers -- Architect when I often draw the tech Then put your carca** over your set when the words eject Celibacy flow -- Really don't matter the s**, just letting you know -- Women could get it quicker like chlamydia n***a Disease-infested, please consider -- The piece of her comprehension inside my jurisdiction And you can't deliver [Verse 4: Punch] If you could see my thoughts I recollect in the booth -- Self genocide rhyme, hang yourself from the noose -- To spit iodine from a spectator's view Punch is off his rocker, locked in Davy Jones' locker Un-controllable urge to splurge on the verse Baptize them with the words, shall return as the first Born immaculate birth, dog, cuz what I'm worth -- Is the earth's first garden and that's only when I'm starvin' n***a Yeah...I'ma stop right there K-Dot, Ab-Soul, Punch Murder you rappers