Dratchface - Scat Pt. 1 lyrics

Rapping! Saying words! Testing the microphone to see how it will be! When I say! The words again! When I am! Recording this! [Verse 1: Dratchface] The thoughts k**ed her, she doesn't try to fake it often Dratchface always off-kilter like a naked Scotsman MC's run when I pick up the pencil Caught in a vicious, bloody cycle like menstrual Let's begin, I act natural like a thespian My verse is like a blizzard, I scissor it like a lesbian Asking about my chesty friend, not to be modest This obvious godless hotness is probably not so honest And cause me to nod off, like I just shot up h**n On the floor with fake vomit everywhere to scare my friend Beware, we're nearing the end, contesting with these merry men In tights it might take a lot to wear again American barbarian, I split the sh** open like a cesarian You're barely an MC, when I squeeze the imaginary pen The lyrics come, here is some revolt like proletarian I put S's and H's together like a librarian [Sampled audio] "Squeep beep dinunin doo!" "Flugagoo hoo!" (Scatting) [Verse 2: Dratchface] I break down and make it rot Like gum disease does to teeth when you only brush once a week Hey, haven't you heard? Rap is dead Dratch never show his work, do the math in his head Laughin instead of doin what he oughta in the studio Who'd he blow to get to where he is? We'll never truly know Crudely spoken, but I think his verse is too snooty, yo No jacket required, like Collins on Sussudio This advertising is agonizing And after sizing up the local talent, my biases are metabolizing Blowin indo out the window To begin flow of the lyrics to my pen Though I've spend so long not fulfilling my potential Central theme of parental units bent all out of shape like Louis C.K It's my green day, get obscene pay, do whatever we say, yo Grab the motherf**in yeyo Open up the fridge and mix it with the mayo Make a ham sandwich, he's too damn scandalous This'll be on the test, you're gonna wanna cram this (More scatting)