RAPSCALLION

Ladies and Gentlemen Allow me to introduce myself Its Feelezy The KGB can't Kennedy me I mean the CIA, so be it, c'est la vie Pardon French, a warm bench the penalty fee The information under they nose, royalty free No sober left over shots dark take cover My cockpits in autopilot all aboard foreigner Kid playing possum gettin' cut by the coroner A curb biting suicide, former Boeing whistle blower Rap hades - sayings slap cravings Gave his playthings ratings Portrayed in dark hole paintings Way I say things stay slaying, stack savings Took all his takings and took off With charcoal grey wings Engravings from the makings Of multiheaded may kings No patience for you virus emcees All you do is go viral, it's just like a disease Can't prescribe ya no pill to take to make you more ill Bidaily OD real placebo making mountains of mole hills I push the envelope, further and further Poker with the bear of bad news, murder the messenger Cause boobytraps only attract Borzoi snout You better focus on your vocab not your word count The white wale Skiff set sail Write ya will Everybody stand still while I lift the flip to kill The grass you grow Is dead ya know Can't hide in snow, The heat we blow You need to go Your knees below The seat you sow Lets start the show Double down on my delivery You still get the message feelin me You're in the making of history New-age art monthly delivery Cap and apron, let me cook so I'm in hells kitchen Wrapped in bacon, can't handle the heat, quit ya bitchin Specials of the day, slice of 'geist over white rice I like my books cooked well done, side of small fries Sweet but salty after taste tongue tied in knots Revenge is a dish best served when piping hot Can't know what you can chew 'till you bite off a lot Crack all the eggs you got imma let you stir the pot World leaders can kiss the ring The spirals in my iris gleam Overdressed- unless depressed The best show in jest As you may've guessed Welcome to the Wild West The one you least expected Life expectancy lower than when you last checked it The eye of the storm hides the key to heavens door So when the song drops make like Mic and hit the floor F*ck a round about direct to checkmate Find out what happens when pawns chase fate Drop the best mixtape since section.80 While I pass the dick around like a collection plate Damn Dallas how you make it hit so hard They say as the bass boomin my electric guitar Rapscallion rapstar, bizarre costar Companion cigar, die hard au revoir Devils in the details but you don't know the half I'm against all the music, logic, and math Tone deaf taste makers, ironic laugh A dozen skinny bakers don't make the staff I'm choking chickens, commence the ass kickin' Petty by nature, make sure your ass check in Like flies to white lies, white trash litterin' Break a leg, or Just break somethin' Halftime, I ain't tryna match your freak show Wasted time slot public access foreshadow Unreliable narrator, bags under eyes On the road to redemption cause I flip the signs Fly to death, butterfly doors on the hearse Breath mint and my self defense in the purse Cast and crew, point of view in the Dutch angle Broadcast directors cut, much too much to handle They ask me what I'm smokin' I say PCP But this ain't no damn training day for me Shameless phonies and jabronies caught in a net Weirdos and pedos get coupons for a casket And when the dust settles all that's left is heavy metal Boom raise the bar tend or bender backpedal Cut the laughter track, curtain call for all you idol Puppet masters back, no rules in this game of survi- You write away your rights just to get rich quick Baits left on the hook, best wishes I call a spade a spade, that's not your best suit Hand over fist, you only here for da loot Death can wait, we've come to the crossroads The weight of all chips, your Nasdaq and Dow jones Set to puzzle out from proper clues I'm painting pieces The angle has shifted to a more direct thesis Where man is god, and god is man An algorithm sent to destroy the master plan I don't mean to rush you but you see how long we last It seems like the futures not as long as the past Man cut the cope- the difference 'tween you and me Social media makes everyone think they should be on TV So quiet you could hear a coffin drop Albeit in silence my thoughts don't often stop Means and ends are of little moment here Judgments made paving fate indignations unclear Makeshift morals or malleable philosophy Impaired virtues or doddery sonority Live by the pen to then die by the sword Do stakes make the game, why we circle the board Does it matter in the end where your positions where The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner Perfection is a pastime This won't be the last time Catchin' lightning in a bottle Right place and the right time Talk like top five's a trophy for participation All I got was a guilt trip, work so hard for vacation Newsflash buddy! Stay tuned to my station Good's the enemy of perfect, locked in in ovation Maybe that mixtape's executive produced by my depressed mood Don't usually date rape but even I don't know my next move Been to the pits of Sheol and back to tell the tale And they wanna tell me that I should go to hell Existence is random while we're here on Earth So I been a Rapscallion ever since birth Baby you can smoke for free Just please don't glaze the blunt I got hella tree, hopefully humanity Handle me how I lace the funk Buckle at the knees at my subtle expertise Silver tongue devil some troublesome Socrates Here's the kicker now place the punt Show's getting started please face the front