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the word lyrics
[intro: spoken]
from listening to records i just knew what to do
i mainly taught myself

[tom wilson]
2010

[spoken]
and you know i did pretty well except there were a few mistakes
but uh, you know what do you do
i have just recently cleared up, you know

[verse 1: tom wilson]
well if you haven’t heard about it yet
then you should ask a friend
check your text messages
go update your status then
if you talk trash to pep say “yo” when you pass to him
so i can grab your sh_t, prove to you the kid is back again
you keep jibbin’ and jabberin’ i mixin’ and masterin’
still flippin’ and trafficking
delivering packages
i’m better than who you rappin’ with so don’t you havе an ass to kiss
every single track i spits as hazardous as acid is
you think i’ll evеr have to quit despite how f_ckin’ bad it’s been
to me that’s like you askin’ if a pacifist would wax the fifth
you ain’t half as sick as the classic hits we been averaging
addicts with a habit of making magic when i have a pen
on the page i crack a gem from many days of practicing
i write til 10am every night i’ve been imagining
awake to reality find my dreams actually happening
pacing and waiting and now my patience is practically at its end
just realized i’m talented so i know why you’re panicking
because we both just noticed the fire i’ve been standing in
so at a show it don’t really matter how many fans i bring
‘cuz after this i got em motionless acting like mannequins
i’ll expose to you exactly where my passion is
but you’ll just laugh and say i brag about a life i had to live
never was a class i missed that now i wish i hadn’t skipped
my hands are quick to bag a zip in plastic which you plan to flip
but questioning my life, couldn’t answer it with cannabis
but that’s not when i made my mark so we’ll have to take it back a bit
first you have to take apart the fact i ain’t your average kid
my raps was always razor sharp, i spit i’d almost slash my lip
as fast as you can crack a whip to snap the wick on a candlestick
i’d have some sh_t so hot one lyric would get that same candle lit
your brain is the target, my rhymes are packed in this banana clip
‘cuz i got more bars than bandannas in los angeles
[verse 2: tom pepe]
i think like an activist, drink like an anarchist
i gotten this wheeze in my lungs i think it might be cancerous
i’m your conscious, i’m saying what you can’t admit
ask him who’s the boss then watch my tony danza this
my stanzas leave mc’s having frantic fits
i’m sorry if you’re snooty b_tch can’t dance to this
i been addicted to these words i don’t plan to quit
i smoke herbs then freestyle iller than you plan to spit
on the other hand challenge you at summer jam
smokin’ like the caterpillar from alice in wonderland
cool down lil buddy i was once a fan
now my brain’s so nutty that it’s on demand
found my route without a doubt sick of sittin’ on the couch i’m a grouch leave you out like sauerkraut
think you in the light? watch me pull your power out
i’m the government, come and knock your towers down
you’s a hype man, me i’m the main event
gotta give love to my fans because, well they pay my rent
i been waitin’ at the stand no statements yet
three queens two aces that’s the perfect set
i’m a magician, watch me while i turn the deck
i’m like eminem minus coke and percaset
i know that i’m the one, wonder if they nervous yet
all that fake sh_t disguised like you the urban threat
like mean mugs really mean you got a murder rep when honestly i’m the illest that you still ain’t heard of yet
every beat i creep on just turn to death
i’m a magician, watch me while i turn the deck
been on my grind doin’ my thing mind of a prophet son of a king
i don’t like you most the time like onion rings
i been enlightening, brain storms thundering
every show he do a new girl’s in love with him
my mind lives in two worlds i’m just hoverin’
trying to find a way out the sp_ces i been smothered in
my homie stumbles in mumblin’
“where’s our money man ain’t you been hustlin’ my stomach’s f_ckin’ grumbling”
walkin’ on stilts, feelin’ like rumpleskin (rumpelstiltskin)
roll my dollars in a ball til they crumpling
makin’ a cake, my mother’s probably wonderin’
was the ecstasy daily or was that just a summer stint
i made a hundred songs, just come up with lint
i say there’s nothin’ wrong but that’s where the problem is
a homie used to move snow to toboggan kids
i fingered more girls than f_ckin’ gynecologists
been given head at 90 different colleges
i’m cooler than a penguin chillin’ with the walruses
freezing the game, can you feel my arctic shift
so magnificent the sharks want a part of this
i’m the best did i mention i’m a narcissist
i won’t shoot you, poke your brain with your cartilage
this ain’t a game call of duty, no cartridges
no uzi in your jacuzzi with an armored ship
y’all been sleepin’
gettin’ hard to market fish
read you my brain waves daily til it’s hard to swim
i ripped through all your rapping
let you call it a gift
spit my presence like christmas, who’s card is this
too young to go to the bar but who’s bars as hard as this
my dad’s name is mike and my mom’s name is margaret
just so you know the reason why this motherf_ckin’ star exists
my friends get high so much you’d think that they were martian kids
carbon gasses and mercury ain’t harmin’ us
somebody murder me quickly before karma does
i ain’t katrina but no card shark could call my bluff
bring the levees in, 5 hour energy’s
sippin’ malt beverages, chillin’ where the devil lives
i ain’t a villain but i’m known for gettin’ in some sh_t
no matter what you tell yourself you know the kid can spit
i was home alone, now they call me richie rich
this sh_t’s a joke go and buy your b_tch a pixie stick
even if i die i’ll still rip even if we quit
that’s r.i.p. to all you haters who illiterate
darth vader death of a star, i just k!lled this sh_t
[spoken]
and i would like to be able to continue to let what is inside of me
which is, which comes from all the music that i hear
i’d like for that to come out
and it’s like it’s not really me it’s coming from
the music’s coming through me
the music’s coming through me (the music’s coming through me)
the music’s coming through me (the music’s coming through me)
(fading)
the music’s coming through me (the music’s coming through me)
the music’s coming through me (the music’s coming through me)
the music’s coming through me (the music’s coming through me)

- knowmads

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