[d e s c e n s i o n]
i'm sick of these punk as pricks in my ear
i been here awhile just grinding my teeth, finding my feet
squeaking the seat, tryna eat
hope you can hear it in my voice how hungry i am, i'm drooling
twist the cap off, lift nozzle, begin fueling
like leftover spaghetti straight out the fridge: i'm colder than ever
shoved so tight in the tupperware it's molded together
load it with pepper, take a knife to it, serve it like lasagna
type of shit i'm on bruh. is that chorus i hear?
nah, we don't do that pop shit. ok maybe that one time
Melody Makes Me Nauseous. production costs are unkind
why everthing cost cheese? rents already late and my cats got fleas
is that phaser i hear? "is this a phase or career"
you think this pays my bills? hold my balls
i'll prolly go out barkin. talkin shit like cartman
ops wanna put three thru my chest like phil hartman
all this just cuz i'm much sicker than yall
i been still, ya'll act like andy dick in a bra
my rhymes ill, ya'll rap like there's a crick in your jaw
tickin me off..stick a pick in me yall, cuz i'm done
i'm the dumbest fool you'll come in contact with
but i don't measure smarts, i measure baseball bat width
taste all that width. girth. birthin' a new movement
my rhyme's dumb, but the groove is just too stupid
dope loop, fresh line-up like an [adult swim] bumper
with more chubby wumba than a damn tubthumper
and the curb on my ass rn feels real nice
something in the air on the corner tonight
might pick a fight jus to curb this ringing in my ear
is that reverb i hear? cross a toy and press the yield
by the creek right beneath chesterfield
"pepsi or sprite?" well, depends on the slice
spilt on a shirt that's more white than pete nice
but that's alright just throw some bleach on it
need that chili cheese, might just go rob sonic
is that compression i hear?
man stfu and turn me up..so fucking stupid istg
dälek's the blueprint and word is bond
like galaxy 2, cut the dialogue
get to the point man. is this asphault blended with the same skin that holds your tendons??
behold descension. i shit in the same hole i piss in
fat caps and thick bitches
all black rags that sag and show britches
visions of wrapped SLABs and hit switches
spit vicious, hit benches. the 1 runs late
catch a throw, x some o's and pump breaks
take your time, Joker. ain't got no ambition
behold descension.......it's what the street been missin
©fuck your label. forever