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clap for me!
they say “mr. fantastic” can you rap for me?!
dj bring it back for me!
let me stretch, get loose ‘fore i black on it!
turn me up some!

triple r to ya’ll, rap reed richards
stretch money instead of truth, bruh, i mean business
‘nuff flow to fill a ravine, you should bring pitchers
when the beat got that swing, you gon’ need pitchers
on the mound, throwin’ it down, stan delivers
all pro, i ain’t a godd*mn beginner
pics after the show, now let a man eat dinner
too focused on a to see what plan b git us
nappy fade, with some grey on the sides
omni man stan when that pen and paper collide
they lied and said you was the truth but now your status denied
this slap forever, die waiting for the pain to subside, ooohhh
classic over trendy bruh i’m still here
holla at me in a decade if they still care
when you fall and bounce back if they still cheer
then you’re worthy to wield the mic like it’s mjolnir
i’m still in here and still prepared to take what i’ve earned
y’all some build*a*bears, i’m built to bear the weight of the world
i been the realest here, that’s on my soulmate and my girls
so who you feel compares to me that really ain’t my concern
is he dope ain’t a debate ‘cause most will say he underrated
a couple takes that state that he a great or just the greatest
some artists focus less on albums just on making playlists
i choose the former but i hope the latter choose my latest
clap for me!
they say “mr. fantastic” could you rap for me?!
dj bring it back for me!
let me stretch, get loose ‘fore i black on it!
turn me up some!
for the poppers, lockers, god bodies, rasta
hip*hoppers, not for… the imposters
nah bruh, recognize a spitter when you spot one
learn from a showstopper, turn me up some!

mr. stantastic, party of four
dope in audio form. what’s a god to a gore?
butcher beats like benny on the stage with the boys
you hope to have a good show bruh, i came to destroy up here
giving out work like i came to employ
george seurat on the mic when i making a point
sorcerer in the stu when i conjure up joints
come and fetch this blessing that i came to anoint
from where we rock new balance but struggle with old vices
and high blood pressure be coming with low prices
‘fore the virus we been dealing known crisis
transformed from ol’ dog, to osiris
now we came to flame these joints like arthritis
while god guide us, peacemakers, and born fighters
got homies with more seeds than papayas
trying to find peace while writing on papyrus
denied of equal rights and living wages
and couldn’t see the gods that we are ‘til hitting stages
best kept secret like bibles w/ hidden pages
best source of raw hip*hop and edutainment
my life’s a hip*hop quotable they ain’t publish yet
slept on by the masses til i left a few with rubbernecks
took a swing at rapping and i sent it to the upper deck
only other language that i’m fluent in is cut the check!
clap for me!
they say “mr. fantastic” could you rap for me?!
dj bring it back for me!
let me stretch, get loose ‘fore i black on it!
turn me up some!
for the poppers, lockers, god bodies, rasta
hip*hoppers, not for… the imposters
nah bruh, recognize a spitter when you spot one
learn from a showstopper, turn me up some!

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