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Flibbertigibbit Ft. Robust

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Yeah Yeah Yeah! Hey yo, the slave rain came to drop on top this Strain my main vein rockin' from the top of my esophagus Apocalypse Now! I love how we're lockin' lips So pardon me, miss But yo - you already got your kiss Oops! Missed your shot -- not a pot to piss. Ready for the feast? Belching from the melting pot, Belly of the beast! Best reach me on my celly. Knock knock -- who's there? Machiavelli's on your block, But it's not like you care. Tupac's already dead, right? And Biggie's dead. Wrong Head strong and jiggy, It's a pity we can't all just get along. Weak minded blinded sheep keep the rabbit in your headlights. Like there's a radio that bled inside my head and helps me shed light. Red, white, and blue cheeseburger bake the hook But it looks like something I'd much rather regurgitate Burn the waste Keep the dirt in place As the globe crams with facsimiles and circulates in a slow plan Hey yo man. When you rap You lack symmetries Stumped to stupid Humping Cupid Dart stuck in my heart Until I jump to Jupiter Something like that Pluto's cold as hell, damnit Well let's all scram and cram into the twelfth planet "So rank, Ro'?" -- in your top zero I'm not your hero I'm just a fucking weirdo Yo Bad captains get capsized Showboating blowing that steam Gloating like a goat In a stream of consciousness Baptized in this folk and flow flooden soap-suddenly All your past lives become snack-sized Detach your eyes from the rap-servant, Rise like taxes and crime And laugh simultaneously As NASA passengers fry For trying to fly And tattoo extraneously Maybe it's me? But no thanks. Don't save me a seat. I saw the movie, read the book. I know what they're both saying. Just play me a beat. And I'ma smoke that like a junkie. Spank my monkey, Grand censors drenched in spunk And I'm just a drunken punk Ejaculating adjectives, verbs and nouns With disturbing sounds - And a big fat fucking dirty mouth! So frog-lickin' and liberty and gibberish For all of ya'll to get down with the flibbertygibbet "So rank, Ro'?" -- in your top zero I'm not your hero I'm just a fucking weirdo Yo "Rank, Ro'?" -- in your top zero I'm not your hero I'm just a fucking weirdo Thanks It appears as though you can thank the bank for being broke If you haven't broke the bank - there you go! Walk the plank 8 paces - throw the blank spaces So that it taint the globe and probe gently on all these painted faces Bro Jehovah sent me with an application to rap in a plastic wasteland. In fact, I was born for the job Of leaving these rhymes stuck in between your teeth Like you was eating corn on the cob. Fuckin' slob! Probably bit more than you can masticate Castaway - fat ass is trapped in an elastic waist band So let's all stand and procrastinate 'til the sand evaporates And gather to emasculate The man that built the castle gates Yo Eve -- how's that apple taste? Is it sweet, Snow White? Does it even have a taste? Wait I think this apple bites! Don't bite -- or do bite And take the repercussions like it's nothing Just grinnin' at the grim reaper Cussin' in this Rode mic Stuck in the percussion And I'm pumpin' and it's so nice be precisely What you thought I wasn't? Wasn't And ain't it so nice to be precisely what you thought I wasn't? Just to put it politely Lightly Shit "So rank, Ro'?" -- in your top zero I'm not your hero I'm just a fucking weirdo Yo "Rank, Ro'?" -- in your top zero I'm not your hero I'm just a fucking weirdo Yo! Take it out.