$ki Mask The Slump God - Dr. Suess lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah Just lit my cig' in this b*tch Shoutout to Kurt Cobain Haha, yuh (Slice ain't even got no license for that fire) Ayy, yuh, ayy, let's go Yuh, let's go b*tch, let's go [Verse 1] Like I'm Puss in Boots, I'm always with the switchblade And like I'm Dr. Seuss, I'm stayin' with them damn things Mean your banana could get fried, you a plantain That mean your head-top could get bust, you is champagne I'm in that water, caught the scurvy, need a tangerine I'm in the cut, I did him dirty, need a Band-Aid I'm 'bout to blow, give me a second, I'm a hand grenade They sleep on me, I'm Freddy Krueger in some Gucci frames [Chorus] Must crush them, dust We badmon, never in a rush Why they follow us? (Ayy, ayy-ayy) Make fuss (Ayy, ayy-ayy) 'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus Said we must crush them, dust (Yeah, yeah) We badmon, never in a rush (Yeah, yeah) Why they follow us? Make fuss (Yeah, yuh) 'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus (Huh) [Verse 2] This ain't the matrix, b*tch, I think I'm in the nexus She thought I was from Houston 'cause everything is bigger in Texas They on my meat, they think sh*t sweet like a Big Texas You copy me, you parakeet, you are my breakfast I know your pockets underfed, they anorexic I'm so misunderstood, my character perplexin' I'm like a bad experience, teach you a lesson And my appearance cause delirious affections [Chorus] Must crush them, dust We badmon, never in a rush Why they follow us? (Ayy, ayy-ayy) Make fuss (Ayy, ayy-ayy) 'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus Said we must crush them, dust (Yeah, yeah) We badmon, never in a rush (Yeah, yeah) Why they follow us? Make fuss (Yeah, yuh) 'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus [Verse 3] I'm in the wild and I'm tough, I'm elephant tusk It's been a while, life been tough, that sh*t lookin' buff Go for a while, like the Nile, I'm a blessed child They criticize 'cause I'm toxic, yes, I'm human bile They pull up, A-E-I-O-U, like a human vowel Hate the fact that I am absorbent, I'm a human towel They are my children, I abort it, do I go to Hell? I'm in that Tom Ford, I afford it, I got money now [Chorus] Must crush them, dust (Yuh, yuh) We badmon, never in a rush (Ayy) Why they follow us? Make fuss 'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the