[MC Freeman]
--currently...
OK
I spit the lyrical equivalent of calculus
My flow mathematical, my lyrics animalculous
You take it serious, but I'm just spitting for the hell of it
Getting inside your head, I'm just being John Malkovich
My stream-of-consciousness commentary is constant
Cause I'm commonly commenting on the fact that I'm a monster
Competently copping all your accolades and praises
And I'm constantly astounding all you haters with my phrases like
*Gasp!* but you know they had it coming to em
I'm still doing my thing like I never knew em
Paying haters no mind, and having such a good time
And writing rhymes so now you all like "Man, that was a good line!"
Right? Cause my lexicon is legendary
Absolutely necessary, critical vocabulary
Brownian motions cause my music isn't sedentary
And while I'm at it, I should mention that I'm very very
Sorry if my lyricals are in one ear and out the other
I'm moving quickly cause I gotta get yet another
Track done, on to the next one
That one over there
You're in my way, so you better step back, son
Excuse me, but I think I oughta mention
That I'm here to cut the mustard, break up all the tension
Take conventional ideas to a whole 'nother dimension
So sit down, shut up and pay attention
Cause I'm only going to go through this once, and that's the end
Well... unless you play it back and hear it again
But whatever, look, listen up, I gotta get my point across:
You better not cross me cause my flow so hotsauce
Call me a cracker cause I'm putting on the Ritz
Well, I guess that makes Steez Mack like a Cheez-It
Eat this, take that, stick it in your snack dip
You don't get where I am now without a lot of practice
Cause it takes a lot of skill to write excellent lexes
But it's sure paying off, I'm rolling up in a Lexus
Making mental connections, just like I was a nexus
As I execute my flow to hit you in the solar plexus
Ouch! Well, you could've had a V8
If you could eat more, that would be great
And I ain't angry, man, but I'm seeing red
Sitting drinking Faygo Red Pop and popping my Cherryheads
As you can see, my flow hotter that something that is hot
And I'm far more legitimate than something that is not
So if you want to say I'm not a real rapper, just stop
I want to know, where exactly do you get off?
Right here, let me show you to the door, sir
Ain't going to take this hating from you anymore, sir
Am I going to stop soon, give haters a little hope?
Now, let me think about it...
Nope!
I'm going to continue, keep right on
Your comments don't stick, cause I'm coated in Teflon
I'm rubber, you're glue
And anything that you say can and will be used against you
I'm going to chop chop you like Samurai Jack
Cause my freak MCing like I'm breathing down your back
Yeah, I know I'm a loudmouth, I was always like that
Talking to myself ever since I was a Rugrat
What's that? Aw, crap, here you go again
Spreading lies about me being a fake with no friends
I take exception to that, it's all deception
Because saying I can't rap, that is a common misconception
Correction: I've got extra-sensory perception
Getting in your dreams, planting your thoughts like Inception
Need to go deeper, peeping like a creeper
Watching myself be superior to Wiz Khalifa-r
Black and yellow, black and yellow, black and yellow? Hell, no
Oh, I might as well introduce myself before I go
Cause some of you may be thinking "Wait, whoa, who are you?!?"
I'm MC Freeman, and it wasn't nice to meet you
Check!
