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[intro]
yo
hehe
yo this beat’s f_cking sick
let’s do this sh_t
ahem

[verse]
unh
back in in the briar a try_hard
yeah by far the best
but that high bar’s a b_tch
can’t get caught up on my rest
yeah i’m obsessed with success
and the subsequent s_x
but i’mma flunk the test
unless i get a hundred percent
lady luck
was a guest
uninvited but nonetheless
got excited then got undressed
and i got her wet like the witch of the west
camе for me, then she caught a casе
i was age seven but ahead in the race
blessed
but also molested
f_cked in the head, a delicate despot
picked as a prodigy, picture the mess
the pressure is on
insomnia sets in
i’ll keep ’em guessing
sat_rday manic and monday depressed
fortune and fame and all that
is a torturous game and a callback
“talented and gifted” my ass
i don’t recall that
“tag you’re it_
you better pack your sh_t”
call me immaculate
yet half the cr_p you claim is inaccurate
quit the cappin’
you’re trappin’ me
i’m stuck in the chasm
between what is reality
versus what you’re imaginin’
i’mma snap back
hit blackjack
pull up to the party with a panic attack
cuz i’m perceivin’ a lack only i can see
why can’t i be fine and dandy?
my family
my friends
even enemies in the end
are all envious of my endless talents
but i’m losin’ balance
with my big b_lls, i’mma die hard
see ’em drag on the ground_ zygarde
taking v, dub x and y cards
call me hollow_hearted, i’m a vizard
dumb from the bread, i’m a rye tard
if i jump from the ledge, i’mma fly far
got my ego inflated like weimar
like mylar stuck in the clouds
even though not long ago
i’d blow the budget on f_dg_ rounds
i’m dumbfounded
take notes, i’mma give a rundown
and we should be done by sundown
you ask me “ain’t it fun?” now
but the sharpest lives are dulled out
i doubt myself
they want me on a shelf
keep shoutin’
“tag you’re it_
you better pack your sh_t”
ain’t no magic trick
it’s simply a mix of setting and genetics
can’t stand the rhetoric, i’m
done with the betterment
why?
cuz i’m unsettled by
your veneration regimen
ay
puta madre
they say that i’m a godsend
ha
maybe from hades
cuz you know i’m a hot head
got no burnt pants
because everything i said i meant
so before you get the chance
i’ll turn my statue to sediment

- tanza the rapper

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