[Intro] Yeah, Spose [Verse 1] Every time Spose and a beat coalesce It is no less than sick, nasty, grotesque Disgusting rhyme-busting twenty-something Dude who gets booty like a pirate chest So gobble a dank if you don't like him ‘Cause lyrically he rape a beat like a viking Flow so honed, hot as your blood Cool as snow cones, what is all good? Quite suburban, he's not at all hood Not country, just the woods so f** Keith Urban I've rapped tight and over your head Like a turban since you nerds left turds in the bed I'm absurd with words emerged in burned threads [Interlude] We need more beats [Verse 1] Every time Spose and a beat coalesce It is no less than sick, nasty, grotesque Disgusting rhyme-busting twenty-something Dude who gets booty like a pirate chest So gobble a dank if you don't like him ‘Cause lyrically he rape a beat like a viking His flow's so honed, hot as your blood Cool as snow cones, what is all good? Quite suburban, he's not at all hood Not country, just the woods so f** Keith Urban I've rapped tight and over your head Like a turban since you nerds left turds in the bed Absurd with words emerged in burned threads Like a phoenix from the art of emceeing left dead My friends jock dreads and play d**h metal In Maine where they mount fox heads from the meadow On the wall, I'm off the wall, Michael Jackson Maxing at Federal Jacks with something attractive I'm a cactus with this rap sh** (Spose) Never resort to wack tactics (No) Jaw-dropped reactions when I'm rappin' (So) Fly it's making me high like Toni Braxton Mr. Spizzy is now teaching cla**es So throw away all your busy-work packets Decidedly un-ghetto rhyme fello Who listens to Sublime from time-to-time, hello it is Spizzle, they're miserable I exist They're pissed but this rhyming mindless drivel can't persist My flow's A-list, your flow is gayness I think you get the gist so listen up kids I'll be at 15 Chester, weed on the dresser I'm clever but slept on like Lunesta Peace [Bridge] Who in the f** is this dashing boy? Who raps religiously like Pastor Troy? Spizzy Spose is fly like asteroids Lyrically he's pa**ed your boys But where's he from? Wells, Maine [Verse 2] Got a lot of dollars in my wallet, nah, I'm broke Not a baller, marijuana is the product I promote I hope people see I'm ghoulish in the face So they understand when I'm caught staring into space Fly like McLaren, high like a parrot Coughing so hard, looking like I'm in hysterics Known amongst Jareds and Dereks as the rarest Rapper staring at your weed, asking you to share it Like Napster, Mainers jock tractors Hold up... Rest in peace, Ol' Dirty ba*tard Ol' Dirty Curtis came back from the grave Pussies got AIDs, walking like zombies Broken Motorolla, roll of quarters for the laundry Smoked up, sitting there, looking like Ghandi Stiky-1, leather jacket, looking like Fonzi Deep in thought, creeping like the cops Heineken bottle pops and no models give me props Rarely touch supple couple cupped tittied city s*uts Keep it York County, what up townies? Lifted all the time like Canadian mounties [Outro] G-g-g-gobble a dank Baby, gobble a dank, baby Spizzy Spose if you need him and if you don't (Preposterously Dank) Wells, Maine 0-4-0-9-0 In pussies like gyno Old school like dino with the rhyme flow It's all good, what it does? Sorry to beat ya rappers Meet me at the Wells House of Pizza after Preposterously Dank the album We Smoked It All mixtapes, volumes 1 thru 649 coming soon (Spizzy Spose) Keep it bimpin'