Saavane - Audit Report lyrics

[Intro: GtC] A-A-Audit my mind. (x6) Please, won't you please (x2) [Verse 1: GtC] Audit my mind, audit my mind Please, won't you, please won't you offer some time Get into my business and increase the value of Talkin' sublime through these jaw-dropping rhymes Dog, I'm divine, pardon my shine Account for the bounce that you found in my lines Report what you find, of course it's a sign That I'm made of two, but I'm one of a kind Generic Tha Character, chop me like trees I bob and I weave on all of these beats Muhammad Ali, (I swear, I swear) I act like I don't, (but I care, I care.) (Beware, beware) they fencin' me in The session confession, repent for my sins Tha Character grins, you messin' with him? You want it, you got it, I'll pencil you in Let it begin I'm rollin' up on ‘em You posin' a problem I know that I got ‘em These flows, I'ma flaunt ‘em Like Dolce Gabbana Welcome to the slaughter The host of the party, your honor Robotic, I'm Godder I've gone off my rocker Please call in the doctor And make sure he's brought up a daughter With tail like coppers and robbers Girl, you do squats! Boy, I do not, but these rhymes glorious G's life story is the greek god Morpheus Never tryna score with the normal kids Played with metaphors in the orphanage, fortunate Came up outta my cave, man, I'm torchin' it Learned to build a house Didn't even have to pay to mortgage it Kickin' in the door with it, driveway, foreign whip Foreign whip, cuz you don't understand where I'm swervin' it [Hook: GtC] Won't you audit my mind for me? Audit my mind for me Audit my mind for... Audit my mind for... Audit my mind for me For me Won't you audit my mind Please do this for your friend in need Audit my, audit my mind [Verse 2: GtC] GTC is tha machine, hit you wit' the straight facts This'll be the rhyme scheme that you finna playback Old school type of tape, handin' out the 8-tracks Lyrically the AJAX for the way this game acts I'm the janitor, you flow like a ameteur Whiter than a Macklemore, whiter than an Apple Store Upstate Fall, so you know I rep that flannel more I go back and forth like racquetball with Lindsay Davenport Oh, runnin' up a tab when I'm up at the bar Girl you better be bad if you up in my car Whoa, sorry for that mainstream appeal Just tryna show the kids what's fake and what's real Never plateau, but I'm familiar with Tug Hill I'm always fresh, I won't ever know how washed up feel King of Hip-Hop, that's a done deal I don't know, you should probably all kneel, like Shaquille Uh, stackin' up the bills like I'm mad poor Come and go like I'm standin' on a trapdoor Rhymin words be the thing I got knack for Shatter rappers dreams like a backboard They be fleein' out the country, grab the pa**port Rural life, should be rhymin' about my tractor Yeah, my mind said to take the tax course But my heart was telling me that I should rap more That I should rap more [Hook: GtC] Won't you audit my mind for me? (so I rapped more) Audit my mind for me. (Forget the tax forms) Audit my mind for... Audit my mind for... (I'ma rap more) Audit my mind for me For me Won't you audit my mind Please do this for your friend in need Audit my, audit my mind (Just rap for 'em, said Tha Character)