Chuck Strangers - School Of Rap lyrics

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Chuck Strangers - School Of Rap lyrics

[Verse 1 - Gingervitus] Acid trapped In my own existence Lucid raps Pop a tab to understand me Perception is your imagination The exception Is when you turn on your hd television Is what you see real? America has to ask The system is some trash, you wait to get mashed The only motivation is for a fat stack All over the nation, I'm bringing rap back, uh See through the picture, not a hipster Weed, and little liquor are a gingers kind of figures In between things, Malcolm in the middle Never touch a paint brush, and paint amazing pictures Think the flow vanilla? Than I'll go acapella You a Michael Jackson thriller I can't get any realer A ginger on point like a pyramid You're the bud ice type, and you smoke pyramids Living real life, Down to earth, high as a kite The world is yours, It's time to get mine Who gon stop me? Like Kanye in his hay day I ride slow homie, and let the music play [Verse 2] Fly-walkin' in heaven but lookin' devilish Feelin' hella special I'm sharp as a f**in' pencil tip Doesn't take a methodist to tell you that i'm blessed I was gifted with shelter I guess I'm living in the present-tense Kickin' it like hacky sack This my laffy taffy rap I be off my rocker, Willy Wonka on an acid tab Find me on safari you can spot me like I'm half giraffe Slap a f*ggy rapper out of cla**, that's the aftermath Luke fly-swattin' these lames like I'm Mr. Myagi Doing karate and I'm spittin' hot as wasabi Philosophy: I'm as awkward as african hockey Diplocmatic bag I never bother to bury the bodies

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