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I slip into a track like it's a
often better, I guess I'm a loner
And I wait... for my time...
And my minds consciousness

1]

I slip in as it's nearing the end
They all "The fuck Nobody invited him. Who?"
But it's so far and most gone
I bum booze and low key till I peak
Then they meet this slightly confident me
You I rap, obviously
I keep it to myself, though, most
But tonight, I go over and I 2 guys
They "dude, spit some lines"
I'm like "no... okay, fine, it, hold my phone
I'm to go in, uh, uh"
Yo, I the most trash rhymes out of everyone
Granted, the planet of rappers shootin' for
Still they me somehow
I'm
They swear all the best, that's why I shoot low
Cause of lyricists flow so serious, bound to fake crowns
So, if they're aimin' up, yet fallin' to
if I aim down I'll blow up
It's I know
I'm very
I talk a lot in rap and I don't know how to talk anyone but me (fuck)
This doesn't fit the trap that all of them be on
I pray you ain't along, oh gosh
I turn to them, "what you?"
They look at me, "what us?"
I my head, "what do you do?"
One hits the blunt, his chest, the others like
"We do this", but he's to no one
I left 4 minutes earlier, Shyamalan, ha

Hey, true though, right?
We all been
Hey, you where else we've have... been—what?
Ugh,

2]

I slip in to sleep a bit
among the corpses, the only one to wake from it
Feelin' alive as everyone cries, pretends they're not crying
Then says bye, they got a life
10 out of 10 glad it isn't them too
And I just realized I'm making fun of folk (whoops)
Well, what are ya do?
Nah, for real, you finna do, bitch!
my god, I'm kidding
I didn't... I'm... I'm the
I slip in costume, head to the Oscars,
Approach sayin' I'm that one dude Always Sunny
But a comedy, they say
They're over in la la
I they in the moonlight
I'm buggin', my bad, we all had a
'Cept some of the staff, I'm
But they were probably turnt, they're
at who's expense?
I lost my of too much and not enough
I'm both, Schrodinger's mutt
If you don't hear from me after the
It's cause I made it, but I didn't and I'm broke (clever)
And dead but alive—(yup)
(They get the reference)
(Fuck)

I ain't get no up
So, you get no welcome
Cause I hand out no invitations
And this is too
Like, I ain't even
So fuck it, we need no invite, no

3]

I slip into the rap game, rapping
So badly, over beats, attracting
My track team from my young high
Go (shh)
I slip into a sleep so deep,
My eyes cease to be, it's just my
And these on loose leaf
A search and for meaning
A maze, I write
Never been the one, I bend to
The wrong button to
No of Trump (fake tunes!)
I drums, correct, I come
The lungs of fuck-wit's, I with
My and wit, the wick, I lit
Enlightened, dumb, and
A knight in attire, I'm tired
As in porn site videos, I'm quick to spit
But not to cum like dick in porn videos
I wish I was wiser a fake owl, Willawaw
Workin' neck chicks in porn site vid—I'm kiddin'
Like kids, a box of
in, there's 2 of them, I quit
I slip in I'm
Able to, no eyein' me
Lately, I've crawled the water, was under, shitty
Now my intent's to set fire to

So, that could be heard 2
It be heard as CD's or it could be heard as cities...
Cause... (cause it was a joke)
(I am not selling a one of these)

Look, I ain't get no up
So, you won't get no
Cause I ain't out no invitations
And this is too
Like, I even included
So fuck it, we don't no invite, no