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SLOTH lyrics : "Junk"

Lets get it cracking(kraken) colossal like an [octopus]
You mad cuz I outshine you $#&@s without Diamond fronts
I swear you cats yapping about stacks is boring me

I should go to your wiki page and change it from active to formerly
I dont think you're hearing me dawg
You have poor delivery in your songs

worst off your a lyrical fraud
And thats that you attack with #~!!@ lines like a catscratch
See I can rap corny punchlines too, do the math

Sloth steady smackin'em, Daps yeah Im rackin'em
My words are verbal practicums, you're just a waste of stamina
Can someone give me the number to a blues brother?

"The Thrill Is Gone" and these "Green Onions" no longer serve my hunger
Stomach stays growling for who's running the game apparently, anyway
But to me they sound they sound the same

And where'es the boombap's place in new school rap
Move back, Tunes crack enough claps to leave a fool smacked
Bad Luck to wack rappers that cant back their facts up

Leave knees shook to those who act tough
Bet you never knew I was a joker on the M-I-C
Spitting peas and any MC who wants Beef

Steadily shred melodies, rip through decibels like Kruger [comma] Freddy
Pop eyes with my flows like confetti
None of that Tech N9ne bite %#@!, my %#@!

That sick rhyme style, stab your shadow with the pen I write with
Consider the mic whipped into a Sloth Time shift
If Lil Waynes the greatest rapper alive, where do I fit

I have a knack for rhyming on throwback beats with lack of sleep
Slap me on a track I'll give you what you need like snack machines
I bathe in victory like a corrupt politician, shady smile with my words

Absurdly I'll blur your vision
Mind control starts now crown your dome with headphones
Down you go, I'm just a boy keeping it beastie so I let it flow

About to flip this %#@! 180 degrees
Backsnap to back when GOATS of rap were only MC's
Spit layers of grime that clog your arteries to waste

Kill you off internally with this virus ridden music taste.
Set fire to the mic, you lie about your highlife
We can compare standards if it means taking you out of my eyesight

Astonishing, cold as ice with the frost I bring
Sing mercy cuz my wrecking ball flows demolishing
I'm claiming thrones while those below are saying "true that"

And you (*##$es keep on hating cuz thats all you're really good at
Smile on my face keeps the negative erased
Racing to the finish line tearing down anything in my way

Unstoppable, abolish any obstacle
Im too prodigal so sparing lives to me just seems too illogical
How am I human though, I was born in a UFO encased in a plasmid embryo

Crash landed in 94 before they threw me out In the winter cold
Did the impossible, Built a fire out of snow and that flame continued to grow
This road is getting tiring with this heavy bag of metaphors

Will my fans catch on?, Hopefully it's what they're begging for
Not saying Im a genius but damn can I surprise myself
I'll probably keep the devil warm when I die and rhyme in hell

Spitting the raw heat, hot enough to shock your optics
Make it harder to spot me than a thug with hipster knowledge
Out here in the North chilling literally

But it doesn't stop me from making a killing lyrically
Pray for Prey, Predate before the Predator
Press play for no pay but propel from my perimeter

Cuz you never know when I might snap
You've already been attacked when Sloth got the cranium beneath the rap
And that's that.

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