MarkusDied - Chalk Outlines lyrics

[Verse 1] Went from recording raps over Skype calls To leaving bodies outlined in chalk on the sidewalk Eatin' leftovers for a week after Turkey Day Y'all turkeys need to quit it with the jive talk A congested messenger messin' with all your dry wall Put my fist through it, man you're trippin' if it's my fault Rising from the ash with debris in my eye ball Hock a lugi on your tape, I'd rather watch the slime crawl I'm concisal, I divide all You surmised wrong if you thinkin' that might I ride alone But I write alone, when I'm in my f**in' zone Chillin' on the bus I'm releasing what's up in my dome Never hide the chrome, or even f**ing tote it Proper is doper than most these cats in case you haven't noticed You should take notes, until I'm duly noted I remember nights of writing raps until my head exploded And my head imploded, yo you get it novice? Maybe you should stare at the sink util you know what flow is Write rhymes like Kryptonite and in the night you see it glowin' b**hes s**in' on my Polish, motherf**s got Maury Poviched [Bridge] Who's the father? Don't bother.. [Verse 2] Yo I'm like Bob Ross paint a picture in three strokes And to everyone that talks put a sock in it deep throat Call me Hank McCoy, I'm in permanent Beast Mode Proper Aristoi, 'illitterate' Gen. D. flow Fly by sippin' Mai Thai's givin' signs like, "Yo peace, bro" Climb High like Pete though, Reek Dro like DeLo Eat burrittos with vino, it's the Dummie heist team Eager to leave casinos with suitcases full of C-Notes I'm known to bring harm like rusty needles in your arm Takin' shots like it's Tetan*s rhymin' venemous charm Party celabit guard, girls can't f** to get in If you delve deep within I got plans to enlarge But I drink so much liquor that my livers enbalmed You'd think I had a life sentence how I stay behind bars Slave your life away for cars and a mortgage on a house Went to college for your pa**ion now the flame's been doused You can't play me out, I ain't been played b**h Proper Aristoi ain't nothin' to play with I'm a variety pack, and it's a comedy act Where cats think they're funny like "It's prolly a fact" Y'all solemnly wack, and I'm a f**in' genius Even if you burned me I'd reappear like a Phoenix Wordy lyricism other rappers feind this Clean sh**, I mean it Fat f**in' vocab, style is obese, b**h Tryna make a livin' spittin' So I can keep my team lit and leave you speechless We the crop and the cream, kid MD the beatsmith, Petey with the mean spits Proper keep it rockin 'til the bark on the tree splits Spark in the dark at the park with my pieces Oh Jesus, y'all don't need this Swag is for f*gs and well cla** is for gentlemen Overzealous malevolent other rappers irrelevant Stompin' on 'em daily, stifling development