Like What Ft. P-Money
Deceptikonz
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What, what, what, what
Yeah, I rock sold out shows at my favorite palace
And ninety-seven percent of the crowd are fellas
They oohing and awing at my acapellas
Wrekkz, the fat David Dallas
Breathe with me, turbulent brain waves are sea sickening
Cop an ounce of this dope shit, three fifty
So you gon' get high today
Your state of mind will not be the Empire State
Truthfully, I'm the best rapper alive
And I look more like the best rapper alive's security
My label don't know what to do with me
'Cause I told them MC squared times wack shit equals funereal
Mathematician slash cannibalism
Rap slash cats, now rappers are missing
Last name ever, first name greatest
First name basis on your most played playlist
Like what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
My stage prowess is infinite, role model president
That frequent jetsetter, still a South Auckland resident
Fifteen star bandit, gotta rock the bangle
Tatted on the left arm, who wanna get cancelled?
Mansell Field and we rep like contenders
Fake cats returned to their senders
We let it be known, manhandle pretenders
Spit a gutter flow that was born where the jets live
Youngster New Yorker bringing that next shit
So you ain't never doubt and you know who the best is
I'm poison, asbestos, I'm looking for targets
I aim where the chest is and leave them all heartless
Like what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
This here cannot be duplicated, perfect the way it is
Lethal once I've gone and laced it, the pocket ace kid
Poison to an instrumental, always on point pencil
Haters that want friction don't know what they're getting into
Verbal penetration, I got you satisfied
Volo, he don't need protection, I'ma teach a lesson
My own sick thoughts got my rhyme book infected
Beware, Deacons in the house, we got you evicted
Wrote this on toilet paper for you shit talkers
Tryna cover up, you're dead to me, corpses
Darts thrown at your circle hits bullseye
I'm too shy, do or die, let it be known
It's the D, the K, the O, the N, the Z
Like what, what, what, what
It's the D, the K, the O, the N, the Z
Like what, what, what, what
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