[Verse 1]
Day trippin'
Stay spittin' great with the pen
But even greater when he plays with it and makes it his friend
I never play pretend
The only thing I like about money
Other than the funny smell is the way that it spends
Never equal to or lesser only greater than
The sharpest thing since the invention of the razor's edge
And I usually take an 8 to bed but on the universal rate of what's considered 8 you'd probably rate a 10
Rewind and play again
The rhyming is trippy
I'll probably rap till I'm 80 but die when I'm 60
Come back and appear in the mirror like “Hi, did you miss me?”
Sorry how I got excessively high when I was 50
Started drinking 40's again when I was 40
And Inherited an accordion and started recording it
Insubordinate
Smack the Earth out of orbit
I can say anything I want and never get bored with it
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Lord willing
More k**ing
Gore spilling
Poor villain
Only labels himself as such till he gets more millions
More skrillian
The brown bag
No face hand puppet slipping over and use it to grab duckets
Grab as many as you need, bad trouble
Mastering
Faster then gra**hoppers try to snatch pebbles
Focused, Channel it
When I'm channeling
f** clumps of shag carpet and wood paneling
Suave movements to gain attention
Flowing out the jar like the receptacle that your brain is kept in
Phony a** rappers don't understand that a mic in your hand
Isn't sh** if marketing sk**s aren't in the other hand
In my case, I'm great so I'm irate
Therefore, packing a needle for any balloon mind state
Rhyme great with divine pace
The only thing that I can guarantee is dopeness cause life ain't
[Outro]
Yeah
Ya know new sh** for 2011
I'm just gonna give you something to work with until the next one drops
Diver Mask b**hh
[Hook]