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Tom Moffet - Title Track lyrics

Chemicals in a lab rat, engineered to be feared, with scientist in hazmats, while it spit these battle raps

n***a this the title track, what you think im rapping bout? back like shaq with a flow so wack,

Yeah lets throw it back now, why these raps so apt now?

Spitting rhymes to pa** the time, always flyin high cloud 9 never hurt a fly


Driving down to burger fi, nvm can't eat fries or ima get fat and die

Why do i let these insecurities control my life and my mind

Why do i let my fears get inside my head and turn me blind

Couldn't even ask a pretty girl for the time, too scared of getting teased, subliminal tendencies

Render me speechless, but im in my lyrical prime, this the pivotal sign, look at this miracle child

Working the spiritual grind, with an empirical mind,a catching this typical dimes, hanging w russ is good times

Spittin satirical rhymes, watching with bej**eled eyes, but they can see right through em


This is the story of buddha from growing up from his youth to facing the facts and the proof that he will never seem as cool

As the coolest kids in the school but what in the world can he do,

Other than spittin these raps and buying the shiniest shoes,

Puttin some trust in his dudes to give him some company whatll he do when they fall through?


Screw em

What is pain in comparison to a game
Reality takes away the subtleties of the fame
We watch in disgust as the men become the bane
Of the art but it all washes away in rain

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What's the point of a name
This is anonymous
Flow is autonomous operating just for these dames
Chicks say this dick is slayin
Blonde pubes like I'm super saiyan
Making waves like I'm driving a big yacht
My head in these cloudes fighting battles I can't stop
Mom and pop don't make dinner thats why i go to pans and pot

Friendship is a b**h that can't be bought
Good times with my rhymes but my souls lost and lungs are hot

But that's my mental
Green leafs like a deku

Master windu couldn't k** the flow that I go into
Brown sword in a yellow broad, is this the devils charm
Or just a another night I'm gonna like?
What's the cost to fight it
Morals? damn the pricing
Foreplay that sh**s exciting
But the foreword has been sung before this song
Going forward please sing that sh** after I'm gone
Non believers believe what we see is that so wrong?
God holds the sword but men are his arm
Its lord of the flies except that life is the monster
Making rules like nah you cannot eat that lobster
You can't k** the mobster
You can't Kik that hot girl

But once you rebel then sh** starts to go swell
Actually screw it that's sh**s wack, back to the title track

What is pain in comparison to a game
Reality takes away the subtleties of the fame
We watch in disgust as the men become the bane
Of the art but it all washes away in rain

Jazzid rap

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