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The Mad Titan

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Get the fuck up! It's Hicksville's finest Evildoer in disguise Fry a bitch boy like the Doctor did the Bride Mad mothafucka, like I'm one of the Titans If I give into excitement, ending up with indictments Say I'm taking jobs, cuz I have a resolve The truth is, all I really do is get more involved Saw the greatest applause, I made a couple of calls White skinned man mad I'm winning, he'll go bald. I'm so appalled you had the balls to doubt me You had a turn to speak, now allow me I'll give the speech of a king coached by Lionel Bear Grylls rap, I did it out of survival Only doing business if you talking bout ounces My hounds burn money while I body accountants You clown car ridin, I'm mollied out so I'm buyin I'd be lying if I told you I saw you as more than a client This is just the way things are, no hesitation No more explanation, I'm blading on temptation I'm heinous, there's no debating, the faintest emotion, aching Trust, the way I'm bakin, I haven't felt in the latest Ahhhh, I could break a jaw with a slide nod Everything is easy when you do it for the wrong cause Looking in the mirror, I'm a bad motherfucker Villainous enough to lie about a fucking rubber Grafic? (What the fuck even is a grafic?) Who the fuck is Grafic? Oh, You talking about that Bengali kid that thinks he's a rapper? (That brown little dicky looking boy? The motherfucker that fakes his plays?) Man, he ain't shit. (The one that signed a deal and ain't got no bread to show for it?) Wack bars, stupid flow, teenager Justin Bieber hair, straight A student ass boy (The one crying on the gram for attention?) Mark my words, give it two years and he's probably gonna kill himself You could shut the fuck up! All you ever talk about is frauds Came a long way from writing verses on my arms Went from getting lucky with an out of town broad To a local bad blonde, suckin dick for white claws Young aristocrat, back at it, a bag addict I'm Baghdadi-in, I hit Aladdin with an automatic So stop capping, you could never touch me with the rapping I'm on a whole nother level, you barely scraping the average A maverick, got Luka and Dirk on my fabric Apparent, I do it so my momma live lavish Branded, the island went and left me to die Don't you know when I'm alone, I'm in position to rise? If DOOM is LeBron, I'm the rap game Zion Pledging my allegiance to the land of the pythons Turn the fucking lights on, look me in the face Fore the mace in your eyes, surprise, I won the race I'm an ace, boutta bloom, from locked up in a room When my time come, couple thousand dollars for a tomb Later rather than soon, ooo, miss me with the gloom I'm spirited with the Moon, my moves confuse fools So lockjaw your problems, I don't ever wanna hear em Cuz raf is here with the serum, I pop smoke and mirrors The truth was never clearer, I know it's hard to swallow You not built like me, your fate is fated to follow Raf! And one more time for the record, suck my dick and lick my balls, bitch boy