TANUKI - Pinata Remix lyrics

[Verse 1: Masta Higgins] I use ink like a Blooper, all my attacks are super effective You stupid Goombas and Koopa Troopas'll getcha head handed to ya like Ness did Did they bring me arrested development when I requested betterment? I don't know what I expected The evidence is decisive, your temperament is derisive The response you deserve to any OBJECTION! Is SILENCE! Prosecutor in the booth, cuter, too, than Splatoon A goofy goober with a series of tubes and too many tombs That's medieval, dude! Fortesque would approve Ghouls, ghosts, and goblins chased fool's gold and got it Now they're back from Hell to haunt us, and I'm a BFG With unlimited ammo. You spew dirt, I'm spitting Lambos These rhymes ain't designed for the confines of Paradox Space What I do is poetical science, like Ada Lovelace Medals of triumph stitch my soul just like a scout's sash Don't like it? You can pick a hole to cry in out back That ain't a warp zone, buddy, and you ain't funny, not yet The prospect of this wasp nest is a hot mess, but I'm on deck Like Betty Warren mixed with Warren Beatty, I'm electrically fueled You're like Dodd-Frank mixed with Dark Link - ineffective and cruel Get ya back-to-school, you battered stooge Else you'll end up ignored and overshadowed like Baton Rouge And black and blue. Quit talking, pig. That'll do The matter's moot. I only need one move: Go-go Gadget BOOM! And I'm back like The Human Bomb Duty calls! Get behind the Kingfish, I'm Huey Long You're Giuliani. Get off my wingtips, infants You can't pretend it isn't mystic when I flip scripts Goemon would like that. You wanna be plastic like Sterilite? Or rack up the hits like a combo? Call me Metaknight Filling terabytes, we're more than most can handle We be wielding flamethrowers, y'all can't even hold a candle [Verse 2: Bartl] Now I'm beating this beat up like it's a you-know-what Gotta scoop all candy up so I can evolve psyduck Bartle in the cut. I hate police but like handcuffs Takin shots with blindfolds hit or miss with this luck It'll be a sink. Found out I'm not a good putt But I can smash a hit verse and i can write a piñata I was out with my fam in Cali, off medical and horchata We caught pokemon, salt tequila lime, and played golf Sat in the jacuzzi, had k-BBQ blackout crossed Ah, we livin in sin and dying in luxury, yas All I chase after is women this one especially Her name is Mary then Jane, she's also in love with me, same I know this one feminist girl that likes to get choked What did Danny say again, yea bro, oo they get my dik hard The ones that know they right always cause problems the most If we got problems we can solve em but not if you won't talk So I'll just stay on this marijuana, helps me hear heart Whats born is surely a goner but what isn't it is not And I will rest in silence like when I make sounds art I'll stay on this f**ing music like I knew from the start One day I'll be great not if but in what One life I hope to be a saint for us often stuck in the mud I paint pictures with words and write poems with beats Sometimes feeling colorblind But thats life in the streets in the present Its a concrete jungle even if you aren't in the hood And even if it ain't that, its a jungle of wood Its wild its a virtual jungle in all likelihood And even if it ain't that its a jungle of wood Hallelujah [Verse 3: Sasuga Rapper] (Danganronpa) We did not think this through Dirty on the mic like Mike Rowe sh** I spew I hop on this beat, stir up beef in the stew Like Stu Pickles I'm flipping and sipping bamboo Panda, Panda, broad swords in my hammock Surrounded by women, they ride the stick like they're Kamek You leave me disappointed so I break your Gla** Lip Got like 30 waifus duty free from my last trip Rappers acting thirsty at Camp Greenlake I be telling em I'll leave you filled with holes like the plot of Evangelion Flowing like Vaporeon, spitting all this Flareon Master of the elements I'll fire with my carry-on Omnipotent, omnipresent, and I'm immortal, too I see these rappers as potatoes like in Portal 2 Wasn't even born when I started spitting fluid goo Sick as Drake and Josh fan-fiction, Yeah that sh** is true [Verse 4: Ashevillain] Don't heckle me I'm psychotic Break all your spirits demonic On autopilot I got bubounic But caught my fifth Onix You got me hooked on all phonics Still waiting on Illectronic Maybe a story untold From the era of blue and gold Madvillan leanred me a lesson Now me returned as Ashevillan 4 year 305 veteran Yeah, never thought I'd see you again Scheming dreaming top of Haw Creek On my off week, now I'm knee deep In creep status, perhaps my apparatus Or attitude needs adjustment I'm hunching over and stumped by it Drawing jokers on poker night And all I have to fight it is a Chance to believe again (Meta-self conversation) Okay for real this time I got no rhymes but reason that Come out in extra syllables I'd say it simpler but Target market would say that's old school Not that it matters The master plan is loonier than you ever knew Coming soon My grand re-debut To an earbud near you Now back to nookies with Tanuki ya feel me? [Verse 5: Tanuki] Absolutely I've been loosely pretty spooky with the booty I've been haulin in The top of Mount Vesuvy pretty roomy with them falling in Making movies letting loony floosies view the Dutch Tilt We harder stronger hotter than the product of a stuffed kiln Vote for the king, open the seams, don't end the Line when the dope's in the sink, and there's Hope for the fiend as he copes with the steam And his four leaf clover potently green We pretty lucky as we stunting on the rusty actors Looting gold hack n slashing wielding rusty axes It's only natural we setting bars with words so limber We crushing limbo beating d**h letting timbre linger Your favorite rapper might be mashed potatoes in his dreams We oozing rappers cause you are what you f**ing eat Stars of the f**ing east, hard but not from the streets Label me a titan cause I'm larger than other beasts We the Gods, North Carolina out to flex dude We the Deus Ex Crew, and we'll see you on the next tune