[Verse 1 Lil Moldy]
You Best water me, cause I be straight bloomin'
I'm not into drugs, no man, I ain't shroomin'
I'm into flea bags, Sam Bryant, Jack Human
You can call me indie, I'm Bon Iver Flumin'
I love Michael Bluth, Tobias, and the Blue Men
The camera's all over me like a TV show, Truman
You don't like how I'm moving? You want to complain?
Then 02134, send it to Zoom
And, I weave throught these haters like a loom
And, I wrote this whole rap while in my bed room
And, even Jay-Z trys to get like me... I'm assumin'
That was verse number one, now we ain't done
Here's verse number two, Colton B. get blue
Jamal Malik, Slumdog Millionaire
Phil Collins, he can feel it in the air
They call it Veggie Tales, so why is there a pare?
Ingrid will get you Rogaine when you start to loose your hair
People say, "he raps?" One Republic stop and stare
I'm fast, you slow. The tortoise and the hare
I'll rap until you're dead, or at least impared
But hey, just like Ye say, we don't care
Summer 2012, Johan, just news to share
I'm like a demi-god like Thor, and his hair
Lil Moldy's like an artifact, that must mean I'm rare
I'm bigger than my body? No, that must be J Mayer
*sniff* Smell that? Hay and flour in the air
Windy Gap, tablea, dad hosting, county fair
It's getting real nostalgic, I just wish I was there
That was verse number two and you probably got the flu
Here's verse number three get well like me
Under Lil Moldy's roof there's a fifties dinner booth
Tooth hurty hit the dentist, let them check out my tooth
As you see I'm the best, do you need more proof?
I'll take you to the slammer. Like Mr. Bluth
I'm always on the top, your the house I'm the roof
And I'm the best mane, you know that's the truth
That was verse number three and I kind of gotta' pee
Here's verse number four, I'll stick around and give you more
Parachuting in the trees
And I'm landing on my knees
Rebel with out a cause, Kind of like Jimmy D's
Take a vacay down to Belize
Do some lite reading, read The Secret Life of Bees
[Velocirapper] Can I have the following students in the West Mall please
*achoo* pardon that sneeze, that's just my alergies
Thanks to the Hills, now Cricket got fleas
She's an epileptic dog. Now and then she will seize
That's why we got her popping pills when they're mixed with cheese
Iphone 4S, shout out to 4G's
You know that Jesus Walks, shout out to Kanyeeze
Parks and Recreation, shout out to Aziz
Lil Moldy on the track
And I'm gonna' bring it back
You best pick up the slack
Cause you sound a little lax
You're like an old man wearing slax
And you bald, Max Patch
Saturday all alone just carving wax
All these rhymes in my head, I reach up and snatch them
I put them in a box and I latch them
I put them on Garage Band, some say I Mac them
School other rappers when I rap them
Clean out the phonies, weed wack them
Bring them to the b-ball court, that's where I smack them
Then I bring them back to my hood
Show them the good life, no strife
Introduce them to Cyd, cause she's my shawty
And my soon to be wife
In my room all alone on a Saturday night
Chilling with Jermaine and Brett, you know The Flight
I rhyme so hard all through the night
Then I keep the rhymes coming 'till I see the sunlight
You know I'm the best, put the others in a plight
So good I've reached the heighest heights
I did't even try with all of my might
Some would say that I'm the first in flight
So forget those brothers Wright
And I did this all even though I'm white
