The Healer - Double-0-Batman lyrics

[Verse 1: CRYM] Feeling like 00Batman Pulling on a fat j getting a lap dance Hoes do the cancan Imma kick it like Jean Claude Van Damme I can't stand em they hate me Unwettable I got rabies I'm a 312 baby but 847 raised me So we can clap like paddy cake I'll make that a** shake like a rattlesnake It's been a minute since your battle days So warm up, hit the batting cage I got heat to spare, the beef is rare Served bloody when you meet despair I'm hopeless, need a throne with a voltage The hot seat might beat the chair I take a breath of the freezing air Crack a window, let some of that breeze in here Im free of care, ariverder- Ci see you when we need to, no redo's Are we through? I got teens to atteend to Heard they love me I'm like me too If you need a lesson I can teach you First I gotta reach you, weave through traffic your act need a reboot You ain't willing to learn how C do? Then just wave like the sea do We cool, don't sweat it, you might regret it At least now you ain't indebted, forget it Every eminem is caught up in the epidemic Where the raps are uninspired and the wardrobe is rented Whereas every time I went in I was adamant to get it So I pack a little venom like an animal defending These instrumentals are medicine for diseased bars You ain't looking too familiar, I'm CR YM I having trouble recognizing I don't think I've ever seen you in these parts They ain't big enough for both of us big cats Getcha whip crashed brace for the whiplash We are mismatched, call up your dispatch They know the name, I get off with a wrist slap You the type to get off to a diss track Kiss my a**, I'm fresh as a tic tac I can take a Black and Decker microwave and Throw it out a window directly above your sh*tTY-ASS BUICK Then I look your b**h up in the yellow pages 'Cause I'm old fashioned to find out she was equally PRETTY AND STUPID Now I'm at the point of vantage that happens upon a man when he's got nothing to his name but a DESTRUCTIVE BASSLINE Not to mention unf**withability in spades rep windy city all day so the BLUSTERED HATE CRYM But that's not all, more tricks in my sleeves Than a pimp's rolodex t-rex modern breed I'm the don, draper, paper chaser Pearly gate defacer, balling like a pacer Never been a rager, I'm major Ever since a minor the case that they gave me Erased by behavior, jaded from labor Alison Brie in a blazer my favorite flavor And it's my fault you salty as a caper? Fader walkie talkies no safe word We can get close like electric razors Rouges for the pay dirt, lost ark raiders Look at everything I been doing and tell me I ain't sh** Sleeping I ain't even seen the inside of my eyelids Acting like you always on the rag like Linus A one way ticket to getting served by my highness b**h call me double o batman And watch the backhand [Verse 2: C-sar] I'm feeling like Dexter Hefner k**ing this clunge all bereft of effort The head collector, straight out of a spaghetti western, C-sar be the set director On epinephrine, suicide be my best suggestion After my direct a**essment I gave your girl a breast inspection In no time flat her legs was spreading We made a in bed connection Don't usually follow up but she an exception Bet you'd do anything for a second impression Bet you regret when you ridiculed my complexion Hold up, I'm shooting a segment b**h, you ain't equipped for use of a weapon You gotta steady your aim, tighten the crosshairs Drones in your sight when there should be a boss there Doper than a bowie knife a torch and a brick I'm too fortunate to forfeit so I'm scoring at six