Bo Zeaux (feat. Taxicab & The Mockery & The Method)

(No) (No, I j-) (I just want people to know that I only rap for the money) Okay here we go again Brendan and his men I'm on a tear, take a chair Cuz you're facing your end I'll say it again I'm making no mistakes or amends I'm chasing no trends And baby we're not playing pretend Amen we're in the mezzanine Yelling "Eminem will never be A tenth as eloquent as me" Bend to the will of the pencil please Said to be the best yet evidently Every MC tends to bet against me Neck deep in the frenzy Enemies tell me to be friendly I hope y'all ready For the breakneck pace we're known to initiate Iterate upon the innovative way I scintillate And titillate and mutilate the bars that I disseminate Please Imitate a king and we'll knock you off your heady spot Our steady drops Will flush out his highness like a Neti Pot Ready or not I'm bout to heavily drop I see you sturgeons in the water trying to levee my spot The temperature's hot I got a kettle prepping a pot To boil all you spoiled royals trying to foil my plot So here's my point: you're a blah This is the point where you stop Trying to anoint disjointed vocals You emit when you talk I will admit it, I'm a cynic And a gifted prolific Who gets a bit big for his britches When he knows that he's with it But when I'm spinning on these digits Ain't a ninny who's livid I know I'm pinned up in your phone Like an mini app widget So go unstitch it I see you splitting up at the seams Cuz the scenes I unweave Are built up in your dreams But I'm an idgit I'm dishing out the corn with my cream And the more I scream The more you know it's more than it seems A portal indeed To all the horrorcore and the fiends For the morphine endorphins I pour from my peen Nya colada Sipping on horchata I see you breaking up in my scope like a kaleido I see you cats macking on cheesy enchiladas And speaking of the Apollos Catapulting from your gobblers But you goblins can't rap Your goblet's full of crap I'm stomping on your monstrous mantras And that's that Here's the ratatat tat of me firing off my gat Have you stomping your feet Like I'm the doormat So here's my new format: the two-one-two I'm 'bout to break it on down Show me, who are you? Who are you? (Who are you?) Me? I'm a menace Come be my apprentice Like tennis how I'm bouncing all these ballers off my setlist Check this: I eat these fools up for breakfast Get 'em crucified Cross 'em off of my checklist It's a head-trip How these rappers get anorexic I'll exit if you show me any flow that ain't septic Yo I won't accept a technicality Screw all this morality I'm doing my best to lay to rest my own mortality Cavalry riding up the way I'm burning calories Burning all these battlers to turn into a masterpiece Averaging a damaging collection of their casualties And casually converting all their cadavers to salaries Can't appease My appetite stretches for many leagues Enemies Seeking for shelter from all my pedigrees And if you see A sparkle off in the sea? Well that would be me Just preaching birds to the bees I spit absurd I know you're frightened by what I'm dishing But I can cast away your demons Like I'm living with Wilson In a Hilton Parading the building And I'm getting my fill of this swill 'Til I'm getting my lilt in (On a mission) (Dishing out sick-ass rhymes) (Up in the kitchen) (Yo I'm turning it out) (That is a given) (I'm spitting these wo-)