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i am a good rapper and here is proof (la la la la freestyle) - dumsaint lyrics

colossus and i’m caught in a colostomy
soft like cotton when you’re talking your philosophy
you almost got to the point then you jotted an apostrophe
‘
so in a sense, i guess you did
is that my innocence burning like an incent? yes it is
the incentive made the best come decorative
rest comes better when the checks come extra big
boo-hoo but it’s true though
youtube views accrue smoothly when your moolah’s nouveau
computer tuned snoozefest never sang a bluenote
overused supa flow died tombstone
supersized fries made your thighs like sumo
don’t even remember what i write like cujo
mind is beyond writing
i just be all nighting
you’re a scandanavian scamming a canadian
i’ll spearhead a movement while you dragonhead a ship
so go on — pirate my song, viking
i’ll gamble on my stamina then drag you down the strip
my wonderbuddy stamina will send you on a have a nice trip
see you next autumn
my understudy stanning over started from the bottom
they wrote “crime pays” on a hit song rhyme page
something’s gone wrong when the constable is flossing
colossus and i’m caught in a colostomy
soft like tacos when you’re talking your philosophy
you almost got to the point
then you ran out of ink
then you ran out of think
and you were back to where you ought to be
so in a sense
the lesson’s this: keep it super stupid, you can spell it kiss
so look at all the heart shape xo cards
if you wonder what my x factor is
don’t forget the 0s and i’m speaking in ones
try translating bluetooth
transmitting truth through blunts
i’m being a dunce, try ashtraying voodoo
my whole crew has the laughs — that’s kuru
i’m eating their brains so i’m over their heads
yum what a tart for the smart mouth
i hate being awake so i’m going to bed
and you can always come to sleep at our house
i hate being a fake, so i’m open instead
i’m close to the edge, hoping i can grow to accept the fact that i’ll never nasdaq though i’m past average when they call me backpack rap cause i lack blackness
i bet i’d be the whole star package
if i was born without these mad rad gl-sses
and i’d bet i’d be a home run cl-ssic
if i could figure out where the bat is

- dumsaint lyrics

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