Rob Fel - Bullsh**tin' Cypher lyrics

[Verse 1: Ryan Oddity] No Indiana jones but I came here to face danger The fake slayer,pop tombs, a grave raider Cause these wack emcees, break the masterpiece Verses like pastors preach, proceed to hit your knees A failed crusader, Your a strange hater Cause you're gunna hate a stranger That's been, rated favorite every occasion after labor You bit off me, so I bid you off later Going once, going twice Do we have any takers I'm spitting in theory, The third eye is closed Admit it was close, Even though that the vision is leery See knowledge clearly, no need to keep machines near me Y'all high hopes in iPhones, ask Siri, It's dreary My career be, to eradicate the wackness Hip hop died, so know u s** when u do animate the ma**es Mental masturbate, I'll emasculate ur a**es Self haters fascinate, don't gas urself up, flatulate Contemplate perfection, Alternate professions My teams royal I'm inaugurating peasants Soar the seas and ride the high tide Always deny the slide by, The wise guy steady Askin why'm I Slept on, your sh**s the softest place to slumber at Cause we don't care that you can chop trees like lumberjacks Fly high as birds eye and make pussies suffer fast Tweet: tawt I taw a tougher cat hashtag suffering succotash Fake bangers, double takes on ya'll dopplegangers Keep Heads spinning Whirlwinds on Doppler radars Stay major b, flat out don't give an F But still instant best, out in this Midwest Constitent said I'm baby faced but I'm gettin sick of it Only thing infant is that these rhymes is infinite So Envision this for my Rich hipsters, Sick spitters This just the beginning, so get wit it