Eddie Ill & DL Freestyle
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Yeah, yo, yeah, yo
Eddie Ill and DL
Yo, tell you what, man, yo check it out
This is Apathy the Alien Tongue of the Demigodz and the Tribal Eldest
Mr. I Don't Give A Fluffalufagus
From Connecticut, know what I'm saying
I spit it like this, son
My damaging blows dismantling foes
Cause I be slamming new flows up in your arian domes
Do I be pampering hoes without a caring enclosed?
The answer is no
You're played like a dancer at shows
With hammer pants and your bones
I'm like a cancer that grows even with chemo
To kill off your oversized ego
See, cats swear to god that they nice with raps
But when they write for the tracks it's all about ice and gats
But when I attack, you would think Christ was back
Cause I'll piss on your platinum flats and that'll heal the whack
Then walk over watered-down raps
Make three classic albums, fall off, and still make an amazing comeback
My tour of duty's never for a cutie or the booty
I'm just out for killing groupies like a verbal horror movie
I smack thugs like walking on your mom's rugs with mud on the bottom of your beat up lugs
You whack MCs can't see the Alien Tongue
That's impossible, like trying to bodyslam Big Pun
Y'all stole my style but my rap was packed with bojack
You got dragged and smacked when I finally took my flow back
I'm coming off the dome, like folicles on Cojack
I'm face to face with death like meet yo black
Abusing your mind for amusement
I'm bruising your brain like contusians
Y'all humans are losing
Sitting on top of Brandy
Trade deep thoughts with Jack Handy
To know me is to love me
But some people can't stand me
Consede a creep I take a week to asnwer my beeps
I'm the King, I should be fed grapes and fanned with a leaf
Guys want me deceased
Girls give my name to they teddies
You're whack, you don't deserve like Kartin or Eddie
It starts in the belly so put some headphones in your stomach
Play my tape to your fetus
Watch him grow to be a genius
Cause even in a Walkman, where dying never readys
My raps sound fat like cats who breathe heavy
Blast music on a school day until the sky is moonlit
My downstairs neighbors bang the ceiling with a broomstick
If you don't like my style, you ahve the wrong case
Rise, my mindstate is bigger than Spawn's cape
Wasted, whack niggas swearing that they laced it
Face it, Rise on top, like a rapist
Kick rhymes is priceless, freestlyes across you
I'm an honor to rhyme with but a jerk to talk to
Mad quiet, you won't even know that I'm there
My closets full of skeletons, I hang my coats on the chair
Legendary, people won't believe I exist
One day I'll be your favorite rapper and your reason to quit
In cyphers you get skipped while they passing to me
You write your illest rap shit when you imagine you're me
But if I didn't have rhymes, I'd probably lose my mind
And be up psycho late-night buying knives on channel 9
Even unsigned, all the rhymes I spit lethal
While your career's lucky like people who need people
It's the G-A-S to the T-O-N
I don't need no friends, just a pad and pen
Got a master zen battling
Best rapper in the university, I earn my degree burning MCs
I'm qualified, I'm not surprised by your departure
You ain't got the pride or the heart to survive
Try to convince me otherwise, but your rhymes are kinda iffy
To put it simply, not even Riplely's could convince me
Turn rappers to mince meat
Ain't met an MC better than me
They's bodies cast off every penny they bet against me
Evidently, they never met me
And now they wish to god they hadn't cause I'm too hard to manage
Start to panic try and assess the damage
Forget the bandage, get the ambulance
I leave bodies from East New York to West Los Angeles
But still there's some nonbelievers
I guess I can't convince them all
I'm standing six feet tall when on the ball
So let the chips fall where they may, I'm here to stay
But when the dust settles, where are they?
Scared them away
Write rhymes every day, rip mics every night
Make beats every week, I lead a rery for life
So Wiseguy
My brother my pal, won't ya get on the mic right now and freestyle?
Wow
Now you done put me on the spot, I was gonna kick this written rhyme I got
Not. I always go off the top
I was born with the ability to kill MCs
I got Spiderman's agility
Flip on the mic like a white kid on the bike
Wiseguy got the rhyme you like whether day or night
I open you up like a Sprite, shake you up, make you explode
I grab the mic, cock it back and then reload
And explode on impact whenever I rap
I can't help it, I'm the illest rapper on the map
Ill wipe you off of it because you're soft and you should quit
Because you're really not equipped with this shit I come up with
And conducted, raps are whack, you're self-destructed
Wiseguy, I'm simply too much to fuck with
Say it isn't so, a artist that niggas know
I'm light-skinned, height 5'10, pidgeon-toed
God blessed me, I didn't plan to rhyme
But he gave you the gift to be a fan of mine
You stand in line to buy tickets for our events
All night on the cement in sleeping bags and tents
At school, I used to freestyle for women in class
Talk about the gardy ward and then they would give me the ass
then they would pass the word on to they roommates
Get they numbers for the summer and hit it over school break
I lay this verse in less than two takes, I'm hard to impress
My ex think I want it cause she enlarged in the breasts
Them niggas ain't your peeps, they lie about love
They only call you when they need a ride to the club
I know why you be home mad at your chick
Cause she be at our shows, front row, grabbing our dicks
My parents I used to hear fuck, Lexis didn't hear much
Little nigga, sat on books to get his haircuts
A few feet inches later, a entertainer
Home of the Nixon rangers sleeping with fitness trainers
Two-timing, so when I die then my royalties' divided by more wives than Frankie Liming
Fans believe I'm alive on some island I'm hiding in high climates cliffdiving
I ain't even done the yet
Chicks send me naked videos like Alanis Morissette
On the net your spouce be moving the mouse
Emailing when she be coming to get the shoes from my house
I'm out
Niggas wanna sex my dimes, rock my lines
Pass me the lie but I don't get high
I rap for the cahs
I kill to the mass
Hear a screaming I'm broke then I'm rocking the cast
That your girl autographed, can't maintain
Rap 'til I'm a poor man needing Rogane
Show no shame, be quick to diss ya
Cum in your girls mouth, then laugh when you kiss her
Adress me as Mr. Punchline the nigga
Put you on spot just like a game of twista
You the type to rock silver, lie that it's platinum
Do a joint with Punch and fuck up while you rapping
If I die, rely on Wordsworth to clap 'em
Whether dmied or dueced you know that I tapped 'em
So call me Punchline, one of a kind
Soon to be one of the greatest rap niggas to shine
Eddie Ill and DL
Yo, tell you what, man, yo check it out
This is Apathy the Alien Tongue of the Demigodz and the Tribal Eldest
Mr. I Don't Give A Fluffalufagus
From Connecticut, know what I'm saying
I spit it like this, son
My damaging blows dismantling foes
Cause I be slamming new flows up in your arian domes
Do I be pampering hoes without a caring enclosed?
The answer is no
You're played like a dancer at shows
With hammer pants and your bones
I'm like a cancer that grows even with chemo
To kill off your oversized ego
See, cats swear to god that they nice with raps
But when they write for the tracks it's all about ice and gats
But when I attack, you would think Christ was back
Cause I'll piss on your platinum flats and that'll heal the whack
Then walk over watered-down raps
Make three classic albums, fall off, and still make an amazing comeback
My tour of duty's never for a cutie or the booty
I'm just out for killing groupies like a verbal horror movie
I smack thugs like walking on your mom's rugs with mud on the bottom of your beat up lugs
You whack MCs can't see the Alien Tongue
That's impossible, like trying to bodyslam Big Pun
Y'all stole my style but my rap was packed with bojack
You got dragged and smacked when I finally took my flow back
I'm coming off the dome, like folicles on Cojack
I'm face to face with death like meet yo black
Abusing your mind for amusement
I'm bruising your brain like contusians
Y'all humans are losing
Sitting on top of Brandy
Trade deep thoughts with Jack Handy
To know me is to love me
But some people can't stand me
Consede a creep I take a week to asnwer my beeps
I'm the King, I should be fed grapes and fanned with a leaf
Guys want me deceased
Girls give my name to they teddies
You're whack, you don't deserve like Kartin or Eddie
It starts in the belly so put some headphones in your stomach
Play my tape to your fetus
Watch him grow to be a genius
Cause even in a Walkman, where dying never readys
My raps sound fat like cats who breathe heavy
Blast music on a school day until the sky is moonlit
My downstairs neighbors bang the ceiling with a broomstick
If you don't like my style, you ahve the wrong case
Rise, my mindstate is bigger than Spawn's cape
Wasted, whack niggas swearing that they laced it
Face it, Rise on top, like a rapist
Kick rhymes is priceless, freestlyes across you
I'm an honor to rhyme with but a jerk to talk to
Mad quiet, you won't even know that I'm there
My closets full of skeletons, I hang my coats on the chair
Legendary, people won't believe I exist
One day I'll be your favorite rapper and your reason to quit
In cyphers you get skipped while they passing to me
You write your illest rap shit when you imagine you're me
But if I didn't have rhymes, I'd probably lose my mind
And be up psycho late-night buying knives on channel 9
Even unsigned, all the rhymes I spit lethal
While your career's lucky like people who need people
It's the G-A-S to the T-O-N
I don't need no friends, just a pad and pen
Got a master zen battling
Best rapper in the university, I earn my degree burning MCs
I'm qualified, I'm not surprised by your departure
You ain't got the pride or the heart to survive
Try to convince me otherwise, but your rhymes are kinda iffy
To put it simply, not even Riplely's could convince me
Turn rappers to mince meat
Ain't met an MC better than me
They's bodies cast off every penny they bet against me
Evidently, they never met me
And now they wish to god they hadn't cause I'm too hard to manage
Start to panic try and assess the damage
Forget the bandage, get the ambulance
I leave bodies from East New York to West Los Angeles
But still there's some nonbelievers
I guess I can't convince them all
I'm standing six feet tall when on the ball
So let the chips fall where they may, I'm here to stay
But when the dust settles, where are they?
Scared them away
Write rhymes every day, rip mics every night
Make beats every week, I lead a rery for life
So Wiseguy
My brother my pal, won't ya get on the mic right now and freestyle?
Wow
Now you done put me on the spot, I was gonna kick this written rhyme I got
Not. I always go off the top
I was born with the ability to kill MCs
I got Spiderman's agility
Flip on the mic like a white kid on the bike
Wiseguy got the rhyme you like whether day or night
I open you up like a Sprite, shake you up, make you explode
I grab the mic, cock it back and then reload
And explode on impact whenever I rap
I can't help it, I'm the illest rapper on the map
Ill wipe you off of it because you're soft and you should quit
Because you're really not equipped with this shit I come up with
And conducted, raps are whack, you're self-destructed
Wiseguy, I'm simply too much to fuck with
Say it isn't so, a artist that niggas know
I'm light-skinned, height 5'10, pidgeon-toed
God blessed me, I didn't plan to rhyme
But he gave you the gift to be a fan of mine
You stand in line to buy tickets for our events
All night on the cement in sleeping bags and tents
At school, I used to freestyle for women in class
Talk about the gardy ward and then they would give me the ass
then they would pass the word on to they roommates
Get they numbers for the summer and hit it over school break
I lay this verse in less than two takes, I'm hard to impress
My ex think I want it cause she enlarged in the breasts
Them niggas ain't your peeps, they lie about love
They only call you when they need a ride to the club
I know why you be home mad at your chick
Cause she be at our shows, front row, grabbing our dicks
My parents I used to hear fuck, Lexis didn't hear much
Little nigga, sat on books to get his haircuts
A few feet inches later, a entertainer
Home of the Nixon rangers sleeping with fitness trainers
Two-timing, so when I die then my royalties' divided by more wives than Frankie Liming
Fans believe I'm alive on some island I'm hiding in high climates cliffdiving
I ain't even done the yet
Chicks send me naked videos like Alanis Morissette
On the net your spouce be moving the mouse
Emailing when she be coming to get the shoes from my house
I'm out
Niggas wanna sex my dimes, rock my lines
Pass me the lie but I don't get high
I rap for the cahs
I kill to the mass
Hear a screaming I'm broke then I'm rocking the cast
That your girl autographed, can't maintain
Rap 'til I'm a poor man needing Rogane
Show no shame, be quick to diss ya
Cum in your girls mouth, then laugh when you kiss her
Adress me as Mr. Punchline the nigga
Put you on spot just like a game of twista
You the type to rock silver, lie that it's platinum
Do a joint with Punch and fuck up while you rapping
If I die, rely on Wordsworth to clap 'em
Whether dmied or dueced you know that I tapped 'em
So call me Punchline, one of a kind
Soon to be one of the greatest rap niggas to shine
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.98] Yeah, yo, yeah, yo
[00:03.77] Eddie Ill and DL
[00:05.52] Yo, tell you what, man, yo check it out
[00:10.03] This is Apathy the Alien Tongue of the Demigodz and the Tribal Eldest
[00:13.62] Mr. I Don't Give A Fluffalufagus
[00:16.31] From Connecticut, know what I'm saying
[00:19.19] I spit it like this, son
[00:20.91] My damaging blows dismantling foes
[00:23.63] Cause I be slamming new flows up in your arian domes
[00:26.37] Do I be pampering hoes without a caring enclosed?
[00:29.05] The answer is no
[00:29.92] You're played like a dancer at shows
[00:31.72] With hammer pants and your bones
[00:32.68] I'm like a cancer that grows even with chemo
[00:35.49] To kill off your oversized ego
[00:37.21] See, cats swear to god that they nice with raps
[00:39.93] But when they write for the tracks it's all about ice and gats
[00:42.66] But when I attack, you would think Christ was back
[00:45.36] Cause I'll piss on your platinum flats and that'll heal the whack
[00:48.09] Then walk over watered-down raps
[00:49.92] Make three classic albums, fall off, and still make an amazing comeback
[00:53.58] My tour of duty's never for a cutie or the booty
[00:56.28] I'm just out for killing groupies like a verbal horror movie
[00:58.96] I smack thugs like walking on your mom's rugs with mud on the bottom of your beat up lugs
[01:04.33] You whack MCs can't see the Alien Tongue
[01:07.04] That's impossible, like trying to bodyslam Big Pun
[01:09.85] Y'all stole my style but my rap was packed with bojack
[01:12.57] You got dragged and smacked when I finally took my flow back
[01:15.25] I'm coming off the dome, like folicles on Cojack
[01:17.99] I'm face to face with death like meet yo black
[01:20.79] Abusing your mind for amusement
[01:23.43] I'm bruising your brain like contusians
[01:25.26] Y'all humans are losing
[01:26.10] Sitting on top of Brandy
[01:27.07] Trade deep thoughts with Jack Handy
[01:28.88] To know me is to love me
[01:30.71] But some people can't stand me
[01:31.67] Consede a creep I take a week to asnwer my beeps
[01:34.30] I'm the King, I should be fed grapes and fanned with a leaf
[01:37.05] Guys want me deceased
[01:39.74] Girls give my name to they teddies
[01:40.75] You're whack, you don't deserve like Kartin or Eddie
[01:42.57] It starts in the belly so put some headphones in your stomach
[01:45.27] Play my tape to your fetus
[01:47.04] Watch him grow to be a genius
[01:47.97] Cause even in a Walkman, where dying never readys
[01:50.77] My raps sound fat like cats who breathe heavy
[01:53.48] Blast music on a school day until the sky is moonlit
[01:56.13] My downstairs neighbors bang the ceiling with a broomstick
[01:58.83] If you don't like my style, you ahve the wrong case
[02:01.68] Rise, my mindstate is bigger than Spawn's cape
[02:04.36] Wasted, whack niggas swearing that they laced it
[02:07.92] Face it, Rise on top, like a rapist
[02:09.77] Kick rhymes is priceless, freestlyes across you
[02:12.52] I'm an honor to rhyme with but a jerk to talk to
[02:15.26] Mad quiet, you won't even know that I'm there
[02:17.90] My closets full of skeletons, I hang my coats on the chair
[02:20.67] Legendary, people won't believe I exist
[02:23.33] One day I'll be your favorite rapper and your reason to quit
[02:26.06] In cyphers you get skipped while they passing to me
[02:28.86] You write your illest rap shit when you imagine you're me
[02:31.51] But if I didn't have rhymes, I'd probably lose my mind
[02:34.30] And be up psycho late-night buying knives on channel 9
[02:36.94] Even unsigned, all the rhymes I spit lethal
[02:39.63] While your career's lucky like people who need people
[02:42.37] It's the G-A-S to the T-O-N
[02:45.12] I don't need no friends, just a pad and pen
[02:47.83] Got a master zen battling
[02:49.64] Best rapper in the university, I earn my degree burning MCs
[02:53.23] I'm qualified, I'm not surprised by your departure
[02:55.99] You ain't got the pride or the heart to survive
[02:58.69] Try to convince me otherwise, but your rhymes are kinda iffy
[03:01.39] To put it simply, not even Riplely's could convince me
[03:04.16] Turn rappers to mince meat
[03:05.96] Ain't met an MC better than me
[03:06.83] They's bodies cast off every penny they bet against me
[03:09.54] Evidently, they never met me
[03:11.34] And now they wish to god they hadn't cause I'm too hard to manage
[03:14.92] Start to panic try and assess the damage
[03:16.77] Forget the bandage, get the ambulance
[03:18.68] I leave bodies from East New York to West Los Angeles
[03:21.30] But still there's some nonbelievers
[03:22.24] I guess I can't convince them all
[03:24.00] I'm standing six feet tall when on the ball
[03:25.87] So let the chips fall where they may, I'm here to stay
[03:28.56] But when the dust settles, where are they?
[03:30.47] Scared them away
[03:31.37] Write rhymes every day, rip mics every night
[03:34.03] Make beats every week, I lead a rery for life
[03:36.70] So Wiseguy
[03:37.63] My brother my pal, won't ya get on the mic right now and freestyle?
[03:42.20] Wow
[03:44.02] Now you done put me on the spot, I was gonna kick this written rhyme I got
[03:47.63] Not. I always go off the top
[03:49.44] I was born with the ability to kill MCs
[03:52.24] I got Spiderman's agility
[03:54.01] Flip on the mic like a white kid on the bike
[03:56.76] Wiseguy got the rhyme you like whether day or night
[03:58.58] I open you up like a Sprite, shake you up, make you explode
[04:01.36] I grab the mic, cock it back and then reload
[04:04.09] And explode on impact whenever I rap
[04:06.77] I can't help it, I'm the illest rapper on the map
[04:09.45] Ill wipe you off of it because you're soft and you should quit
[04:12.28] Because you're really not equipped with this shit I come up with
[04:14.94] And conducted, raps are whack, you're self-destructed
[04:17.62] Wiseguy, I'm simply too much to fuck with
[04:21.32] Say it isn't so, a artist that niggas know
[04:23.18] I'm light-skinned, height 5'10, pidgeon-toed
[04:25.87] God blessed me, I didn't plan to rhyme
[04:28.54] But he gave you the gift to be a fan of mine
[04:31.36] You stand in line to buy tickets for our events
[04:34.05] All night on the cement in sleeping bags and tents
[04:36.74] At school, I used to freestyle for women in class
[04:39.40] Talk about the gardy ward and then they would give me the ass
[04:43.16] then they would pass the word on to they roommates
[04:44.91] Get they numbers for the summer and hit it over school break
[04:47.67] I lay this verse in less than two takes, I'm hard to impress
[04:51.33] My ex think I want it cause she enlarged in the breasts
[04:54.09] Them niggas ain't your peeps, they lie about love
[04:55.82] They only call you when they need a ride to the club
[04:58.54] I know why you be home mad at your chick
[05:01.32] Cause she be at our shows, front row, grabbing our dicks
[05:04.02] My parents I used to hear fuck, Lexis didn't hear much
[05:07.66] Little nigga, sat on books to get his haircuts
[05:10.37] A few feet inches later, a entertainer
[05:12.25] Home of the Nixon rangers sleeping with fitness trainers
[05:15.81] Two-timing, so when I die then my royalties' divided by more wives than Frankie Liming
[05:21.37] Fans believe I'm alive on some island I'm hiding in high climates cliffdiving
[05:26.72] I ain't even done the yet
[05:28.59] Chicks send me naked videos like Alanis Morissette
[05:32.23] On the net your spouce be moving the mouse
[05:34.02] Emailing when she be coming to get the shoes from my house
[05:36.77] I'm out
[05:37.69] Niggas wanna sex my dimes, rock my lines
[05:39.40] Pass me the lie but I don't get high
[05:42.21] I rap for the cahs
[05:44.02] I kill to the mass
[05:44.92] Hear a screaming I'm broke then I'm rocking the cast
[05:47.60] That your girl autographed, can't maintain
[05:51.29] Rap 'til I'm a poor man needing Rogane
[05:53.96] Show no shame, be quick to diss ya
[05:55.86] Cum in your girls mouth, then laugh when you kiss her
[05:59.44] Adress me as Mr. Punchline the nigga
[06:02.11] Put you on spot just like a game of twista
[06:04.87] You the type to rock silver, lie that it's platinum
[06:07.51] Do a joint with Punch and fuck up while you rapping
[06:10.32] If I die, rely on Wordsworth to clap 'em
[06:13.04] Whether dmied or dueced you know that I tapped 'em
[06:15.74] So call me Punchline, one of a kind
[06:18.41] Soon to be one of the greatest rap niggas to shine
[06:20.25]
[00:03.77] Eddie Ill and DL
[00:05.52] Yo, tell you what, man, yo check it out
[00:10.03] This is Apathy the Alien Tongue of the Demigodz and the Tribal Eldest
[00:13.62] Mr. I Don't Give A Fluffalufagus
[00:16.31] From Connecticut, know what I'm saying
[00:19.19] I spit it like this, son
[00:20.91] My damaging blows dismantling foes
[00:23.63] Cause I be slamming new flows up in your arian domes
[00:26.37] Do I be pampering hoes without a caring enclosed?
[00:29.05] The answer is no
[00:29.92] You're played like a dancer at shows
[00:31.72] With hammer pants and your bones
[00:32.68] I'm like a cancer that grows even with chemo
[00:35.49] To kill off your oversized ego
[00:37.21] See, cats swear to god that they nice with raps
[00:39.93] But when they write for the tracks it's all about ice and gats
[00:42.66] But when I attack, you would think Christ was back
[00:45.36] Cause I'll piss on your platinum flats and that'll heal the whack
[00:48.09] Then walk over watered-down raps
[00:49.92] Make three classic albums, fall off, and still make an amazing comeback
[00:53.58] My tour of duty's never for a cutie or the booty
[00:56.28] I'm just out for killing groupies like a verbal horror movie
[00:58.96] I smack thugs like walking on your mom's rugs with mud on the bottom of your beat up lugs
[01:04.33] You whack MCs can't see the Alien Tongue
[01:07.04] That's impossible, like trying to bodyslam Big Pun
[01:09.85] Y'all stole my style but my rap was packed with bojack
[01:12.57] You got dragged and smacked when I finally took my flow back
[01:15.25] I'm coming off the dome, like folicles on Cojack
[01:17.99] I'm face to face with death like meet yo black
[01:20.79] Abusing your mind for amusement
[01:23.43] I'm bruising your brain like contusians
[01:25.26] Y'all humans are losing
[01:26.10] Sitting on top of Brandy
[01:27.07] Trade deep thoughts with Jack Handy
[01:28.88] To know me is to love me
[01:30.71] But some people can't stand me
[01:31.67] Consede a creep I take a week to asnwer my beeps
[01:34.30] I'm the King, I should be fed grapes and fanned with a leaf
[01:37.05] Guys want me deceased
[01:39.74] Girls give my name to they teddies
[01:40.75] You're whack, you don't deserve like Kartin or Eddie
[01:42.57] It starts in the belly so put some headphones in your stomach
[01:45.27] Play my tape to your fetus
[01:47.04] Watch him grow to be a genius
[01:47.97] Cause even in a Walkman, where dying never readys
[01:50.77] My raps sound fat like cats who breathe heavy
[01:53.48] Blast music on a school day until the sky is moonlit
[01:56.13] My downstairs neighbors bang the ceiling with a broomstick
[01:58.83] If you don't like my style, you ahve the wrong case
[02:01.68] Rise, my mindstate is bigger than Spawn's cape
[02:04.36] Wasted, whack niggas swearing that they laced it
[02:07.92] Face it, Rise on top, like a rapist
[02:09.77] Kick rhymes is priceless, freestlyes across you
[02:12.52] I'm an honor to rhyme with but a jerk to talk to
[02:15.26] Mad quiet, you won't even know that I'm there
[02:17.90] My closets full of skeletons, I hang my coats on the chair
[02:20.67] Legendary, people won't believe I exist
[02:23.33] One day I'll be your favorite rapper and your reason to quit
[02:26.06] In cyphers you get skipped while they passing to me
[02:28.86] You write your illest rap shit when you imagine you're me
[02:31.51] But if I didn't have rhymes, I'd probably lose my mind
[02:34.30] And be up psycho late-night buying knives on channel 9
[02:36.94] Even unsigned, all the rhymes I spit lethal
[02:39.63] While your career's lucky like people who need people
[02:42.37] It's the G-A-S to the T-O-N
[02:45.12] I don't need no friends, just a pad and pen
[02:47.83] Got a master zen battling
[02:49.64] Best rapper in the university, I earn my degree burning MCs
[02:53.23] I'm qualified, I'm not surprised by your departure
[02:55.99] You ain't got the pride or the heart to survive
[02:58.69] Try to convince me otherwise, but your rhymes are kinda iffy
[03:01.39] To put it simply, not even Riplely's could convince me
[03:04.16] Turn rappers to mince meat
[03:05.96] Ain't met an MC better than me
[03:06.83] They's bodies cast off every penny they bet against me
[03:09.54] Evidently, they never met me
[03:11.34] And now they wish to god they hadn't cause I'm too hard to manage
[03:14.92] Start to panic try and assess the damage
[03:16.77] Forget the bandage, get the ambulance
[03:18.68] I leave bodies from East New York to West Los Angeles
[03:21.30] But still there's some nonbelievers
[03:22.24] I guess I can't convince them all
[03:24.00] I'm standing six feet tall when on the ball
[03:25.87] So let the chips fall where they may, I'm here to stay
[03:28.56] But when the dust settles, where are they?
[03:30.47] Scared them away
[03:31.37] Write rhymes every day, rip mics every night
[03:34.03] Make beats every week, I lead a rery for life
[03:36.70] So Wiseguy
[03:37.63] My brother my pal, won't ya get on the mic right now and freestyle?
[03:42.20] Wow
[03:44.02] Now you done put me on the spot, I was gonna kick this written rhyme I got
[03:47.63] Not. I always go off the top
[03:49.44] I was born with the ability to kill MCs
[03:52.24] I got Spiderman's agility
[03:54.01] Flip on the mic like a white kid on the bike
[03:56.76] Wiseguy got the rhyme you like whether day or night
[03:58.58] I open you up like a Sprite, shake you up, make you explode
[04:01.36] I grab the mic, cock it back and then reload
[04:04.09] And explode on impact whenever I rap
[04:06.77] I can't help it, I'm the illest rapper on the map
[04:09.45] Ill wipe you off of it because you're soft and you should quit
[04:12.28] Because you're really not equipped with this shit I come up with
[04:14.94] And conducted, raps are whack, you're self-destructed
[04:17.62] Wiseguy, I'm simply too much to fuck with
[04:21.32] Say it isn't so, a artist that niggas know
[04:23.18] I'm light-skinned, height 5'10, pidgeon-toed
[04:25.87] God blessed me, I didn't plan to rhyme
[04:28.54] But he gave you the gift to be a fan of mine
[04:31.36] You stand in line to buy tickets for our events
[04:34.05] All night on the cement in sleeping bags and tents
[04:36.74] At school, I used to freestyle for women in class
[04:39.40] Talk about the gardy ward and then they would give me the ass
[04:43.16] then they would pass the word on to they roommates
[04:44.91] Get they numbers for the summer and hit it over school break
[04:47.67] I lay this verse in less than two takes, I'm hard to impress
[04:51.33] My ex think I want it cause she enlarged in the breasts
[04:54.09] Them niggas ain't your peeps, they lie about love
[04:55.82] They only call you when they need a ride to the club
[04:58.54] I know why you be home mad at your chick
[05:01.32] Cause she be at our shows, front row, grabbing our dicks
[05:04.02] My parents I used to hear fuck, Lexis didn't hear much
[05:07.66] Little nigga, sat on books to get his haircuts
[05:10.37] A few feet inches later, a entertainer
[05:12.25] Home of the Nixon rangers sleeping with fitness trainers
[05:15.81] Two-timing, so when I die then my royalties' divided by more wives than Frankie Liming
[05:21.37] Fans believe I'm alive on some island I'm hiding in high climates cliffdiving
[05:26.72] I ain't even done the yet
[05:28.59] Chicks send me naked videos like Alanis Morissette
[05:32.23] On the net your spouce be moving the mouse
[05:34.02] Emailing when she be coming to get the shoes from my house
[05:36.77] I'm out
[05:37.69] Niggas wanna sex my dimes, rock my lines
[05:39.40] Pass me the lie but I don't get high
[05:42.21] I rap for the cahs
[05:44.02] I kill to the mass
[05:44.92] Hear a screaming I'm broke then I'm rocking the cast
[05:47.60] That your girl autographed, can't maintain
[05:51.29] Rap 'til I'm a poor man needing Rogane
[05:53.96] Show no shame, be quick to diss ya
[05:55.86] Cum in your girls mouth, then laugh when you kiss her
[05:59.44] Adress me as Mr. Punchline the nigga
[06:02.11] Put you on spot just like a game of twista
[06:04.87] You the type to rock silver, lie that it's platinum
[06:07.51] Do a joint with Punch and fuck up while you rapping
[06:10.32] If I die, rely on Wordsworth to clap 'em
[06:13.04] Whether dmied or dueced you know that I tapped 'em
[06:15.74] So call me Punchline, one of a kind
[06:18.41] Soon to be one of the greatest rap niggas to shine
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