[Intro]
The tempo for this song is 169
[Verse 1]
Oh look there he goes again, dope rhymes like some h**n
I'm going savage like a fox, and this beat's looking like a hen
It's Sherman the cracker, or Sherman the natural
b**hes hating L i n u s and I because there is a lack of us
The realest homies in music, we haven't won, but not losing
We were just some unarmed bombs but weak sh** made us light our fuses
Blowing up the game like sad b**hes do to your phone
Don't let your main squeeze see it, or you're mainly squeezing it alone
You know I like this rapping sh**, I'm starting to get the knack of it
My mom told me to clean it up but i'm not f**ing immaculate
Glad that I'm participating, happy with the rhymes I'm making
I'm chilling with L i n u s now, to hell with Thomas f*gan
Starting to get nasty, you know i'm always sa**y
I'm not that bad of a guy when I have a good time actually
So please don't hara** me, I don't wanna get aggressive
I am just a peaceful artist but my fists might become expressive
[Verse 2]
I've just been chilling with rhymes that were written
But I have not yet spit, yo Thompson why can't you get with it?
It's not like I need help, i've been doing fine by myself
That's why I'm drinking by myself, that whiskey from the bottom shelf
You know I'm an alcoholic, it's a problem not worth solving
Financially I'm not to solvent, but my flow has beats dissolving
Is my chemistry absurd? Nah, just call me Heisen-Sherms
You can take my word. I'm the sh** just like a turd
A metaphor, don't know it. Sorry I'm not a good poet
But the way that I am flowing, I'll be great before you know it
Maybe not that historic, but hotter than daddy bear's porridge
And I am no longer dormant, I'm in the end-zone and I'm scoring
But I ain't Eric Decker, I go-go-gadget inspector
Stay on point like a vector, but my direction is all messed up
No-one will take me serious unless I'm on rap genius
People please believe in this, you're starting to make me furious
[Verse 3]
Back to the flow you know, before we get out of control
Just like the psychotic mindset of a rabid carnivore
Snappy angry alligator, I think I will smoke more later
Get high as heaven and pa** the bong to my savior
Jesus guys, cut me slack. I just wanted to see if he'd match
But he just glared at me and said, "Sherman you are really wack
You stupid chap. You're a giant loser and a stoner."
"Well alrighty then, I guess my rap career is over."