48 Bars from Discombobulated by Josh Melnick

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Double fist'in Gin wit a lemon twist in
Christened the lyrical ripper, mister been on a mission

Chris but the new addition (uh, It was all a dream)
but the bars are my magazine

(It wasn't word up) Bringin' this that and the third up
I've never seen, somebody get slept on more than me

But kings, don't concern themselves with things
that a peasant talks about while they're kissin' the rings

(muah) pucker up that was an Arrow like a Rubber Duck
apple on you're head but I ain't aimin' up

That makes an open package, you better tape it up
I'm (Ballin') somebody call Nick Saban up

A pain in your ass like an infection
in your rectum with 27 injections

Flagrantly foul, I don't need a tec to get an ejection
Fuck this election there's not a network big enough to cover
this erection

Need proof? have an inspection, I'll come and bare it all
Tarzan in a loin cloth, I'll tear it off

Santa Clause with a big ol' sack, its my carry on
(Dear Hendersons) I'm gettin' my Harry on

And my feet to big, you couldn't share my shoes
What I'm sayin, you punk bitches probly catch a snooze
My New Balance'a knock a Callus off a bigger dude

(Shhhhhh) My daughters home, gotta watch my mouth
Cuz when I'm rappin' ain't no tellin' what the hell'a come out (Dad!)

I'm like Poseidon, ridin' a big ol' wave to come and swallow your island
Blood all over your eyelids (uh)
hand grippin' my privates, usin' my vocal chords to inflict lyrical violence

You been hearin' them sirens
when I'm involved you all pray for a bit of that silence

Or maybe Abilify will stimy my grimy side
Zombify my motives, slow me down so you'll be gone'dy by

The time that I record this line, baby you got gorgeous eyes
Don't make me stick a pencil through them both, turn you to Coraline

Borderline persona, non grata, yada yada, better hope in you Bravada
I'm like a shot'a, Vodka with a Chronic Chaser

Panty draw' eraser,
shoot the club up with a turkey baster

I'm so under you're skin, like intravenous
with a mammoth penis, condom big as these arenas

ya'll can suck it like a million leeches
These rappers gettin' mad at how I ride the beat and kill these features


Ya'll probly give your homies reach arounds beneath the bleachers
I'm in the lounge back strokin' all the hottest teachers


Ya'll just suck so bad, i know your knees hurt
Come at me? (shit) you better do your research

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Massillon