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[ri.lee]

conceived from hip-hop celestial matter
i’m the mad hatter
sticking you in the head with rusty double daggers
tickling your brain matter
i’m erratic
psychopathic fanatic
coming at you faster than a bugatti automatic

so if you are one of the guys i know
running around talking about how i can’t flow
if you don’t believe in me
by dissing my cd
and saying i’m just so-so
b-tch i’m coming up backstage with my double daggers at your next big show
f-ck a disaster because it’s the answer and drown in the tidal flow

these are the principles i abide by
smoke trees till i die
and when the b-ss drops
i don’t stop
blasting hip-hop
till i get stopped
by your friendly traffic cops
(not)

(snorting)
(look it’s snowing!)
mom see what my new cool friends got me trying?
i’m explosive when i expose myself in writing
beat up as a kid so i gotta problem with fighting
b-tch i laugh when you stare me down
beat your -ss worse than when rihanna was with chris brown
bashing celebrities with an anvil
handling better than bill clinton did in the monica lewinsky scandal
slurpee, slurpees watch out bill that b-tch will give you herpes
bring the heat motherf-ckers you b-tches can’t hurt me

and if you are one of the guys i know
running around talking about how i can’t flow
if you don’t believe in me
by dissing my cd
and saying i’m just so-so
b-tch i’m coming up backstage with my double daggers at your next big show
look, now you know what it means to be a (bottom b-tch ho)
polite as usual from (wait – what was his name again bro?)

i don’t give a f-ck about being famous
smoke my album dawg it’s the dankest
cause that sh-t will make you anxious
walking aimless
with some bias
actin brainless
and switch you off like from believer to atheist
thanks for the guidance dad pleased to meet your f-cking acquaintance

alright now everybody stand up
lemme see the generation of (don’t give a f-ck)
prove you’re alive by f-cking sh-t up
i’m a prophet and this is my sermon
bump this loud as you can when you’re rolling around in your suburban
drinking bourbon driving speeding and swerving

go ahead and hit the curb again
go on and smoke more weed and then
rail all the uppers you can till 5am
every weekend without end
watch your face melt and your back bend
lose every friend
lose hope and descend
to the point where you can’t comprehend
what it felt like to have money to spend
lose everything hit every dead end
get broke a thousand times and still f-cking ascend

and if you are one of the guys i know
running around talking about how i can’t flow
if you don’t believe in me
by dissing my cd
and saying i’m just so-so
b-tch i’m coming up backstage with my double daggers at your next big show
you just don’t f-ck with someone you don’t know

i’m sticking with you like a bad habit
go ahead homie put me on blast – and have at it
i’m sitting back like north korea
declaring war on the whole planet
inevitably organic
eventually a manic
say bye-bye medicine cabinet

because i love it when i’m ripping and sipping and toking when eyes glisten
and the better in me has become an oddity
it’s just my honesty and the biology
of an anomaly of a philosophy lacking apology
coming at hollywood with simply way to much velocity and animosity
on the brink of hypocrisy
i’m as inflated as a bureaucracy
which explains all the dishonesty
would i lie to you when i say i’m coming up with nothing less than the utmost monstrosity
steering us all irresponsibly
intriguingly peaking your curiosity
and more old-school than the odyssey
i don’t think so b-tch its life feeding the ferocity

- ri lee

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