[Verse1]
It's that Romeo flowing that toblerone
My rhymes so sweet
Girls licking their lips and their hips are moving
So they must know it's me
Fa so la ti doe
Doe ray me fa
I'm a no comply computer wizard
Flow like a blizzard better go
Scrape off your car Windshield
Spit well factor is off the richter
These days if they're calling me Vick
It's cuz it's short for victor
I'm the mister misting your sister in the same place dad's kissed her and If you missed that line it's fine
Just flick the flipper on our game of twister
Well our world works the same
What worse its stale
That's isn't a tell
We get to be compelled
To let ships sail
A girl's grinding on your lap
And so it happens to to swell
She's grindin to this Whysir flow
But I ain't there?
She'll have to settle
[Hook]
I smoke a lot of pot and call the kettle black
They're in trouble I burst the bubble
I ain't going back
I'm not too punctual and you punks will someday realize that
I'm not one to let the laws of space and time hold me back
[Verse 2]
Don't hold me to that
Just in case
In fact don't hold me unless you know me homie
Just rest a**ured I lack patience
For stupid haters just go rewind the track
I know you're a little bit slow
I'm hoping to make some dough off that
Lets get down: bra** tacks
These emcees Am tracks
Can't stand them to get through them:
Had to sleep like cat naps
She let me get the kitty cuz
You're a beginner and I've got tact
And sk**s so between meals
I'm between the dames legs like snacks
[Hook]
I smoke A lot of pot and call the kettle black
They're in trouble I burst the bubble I ain't going back
I'm not too punctual and you punks will someday realize that
I'm not one to let the laws of space and time hold me back
[Verse 3]
Wearing miles on my face
I'm warren miles on paper
I'm Whysir on the Internet
I spit rhymes I smoke vapor
Homies that know me call me warren
Some call me "W" or dub
I'm a fighter I'm a lover I'm a thief not a thug
Rhythmic timing I'm a pirate
I'm online too much
Algorithmic I'm the solution
Mark all of the above
No pollution green improved him I need dabs not fist bumps
I'll keep writing and riding the wave
And fit in the way I was made
I ain't dumb
Captain planet:
Man, I plan it with our powers combined
I cut off vestigial influence use rhymes to cauterize
It's up to you bump this jam
Or dammit just get back to the grind
Army of fans standing behind me
Call that the rise of the why's
So bow down now and realize that as its name would imply
I'm more than willing to get wild with rhyming
To make you ask "why, sir?":
Cuz I like when you speak politely to me
I'm that Romeo flowing that toblerone my rhymes so sweet