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Hip Hop / Rap Song created in October 2024.
Karanastic - The Internet's Best Rapper
www.karanastic.com

Lyrics:
Bitch I'm a man I'm a bonafide beast
And I tried jacking off but my boners fried meat
Like my daughters Kendall Jenner embarrassed of Kylie
Still cut off my cock for Kim or Kourtney
Khloe's kinda porky but I'd kill if she'd court me
Fuck it grab ya family, we having an orgy
Until they divorce me, extort me, or paying some court fees
For leaking on the internet and kill me with sorcery
Spirit cooking, eating pudding, upside down cross wooden
With the grave we got a foot in, got no time to be prudent
Got me doing what I like and what I like I know I shouldn't
Diet Coke and Jack Daniels I drink by the handles
Well I'm trying stay thin ain't walking with no cankles
I'm kicking it like old school ain't trying to be newfangled
Mastering the art of war I'm looking at all angles
Looking too obtuse I'm just trying to keep it right
We ain't equals like isosceles don't ever lose sight
An the way I leave em smoking think I lit a fresh pipe
Just another ass wipe who was all about the hype
Soulless you tubers, freaks, yeah the kids are not alright
Oh here we go - got ya speakers on blast
Cuz ya hate ya own thoughts but they stupider to stash
Like ya living fast dying young living slow dying old
Learning all ya talents midnight's at the crossroads
Sold sad soul is your reality punk
Like the crew up on the Titan when their submarine sunk
An who woulda thunk bitch who woulda knew
That being super rich don't mean a high IQ
Got me swimming in the ocean with a blood red hue
Hammer heads just like a shark with a cockeyed view
Can't call it great white cuz then its misconstrued
Till a riot ensues with views distorted by news

You like the night the mist of the ocean
Even free spirits have to come in out of the night sometimes
And put on their shoes, pay their bills, and of course family dinners on Sunday

People doing small talk filled up with the small thoughts
Classifying everything to fit in a small box
Gotta free up ya mind open up then it unlocks
By closing ya mouth with a gun when you suck caulks
Talking adhesive construction glue
So don't go an kill ya self ya mama blaming Drew
But ya mama got that cake call it angel food
So I'm coming there to bake, brewing up a meat stew
Working to live but then we live under stress
Living under tyranny it got us working to death
To get the newest shit from China like you trying to flex
But that shit is fucking weak in spiritual context
Nonsense and denial got you faking a smile
Think you really like a gator but you fucking with crocodiles
Something like a hooker think you high profile
Said I should go n watch my tone but their ain't no dial
I ain't been known for a while unlike Hollywood secrets
Protecting predators dressing kids up in sequins
Why's Amanda Bynes so crazy better bet she has reasons
And the industries more crooked than the countries policemen
Please man chill ain't looking to bug out
I just trying to keep it real not watered or dumbed down
Just trying to wait my turn to hit in the dugout
But they said no homers allowed in the treehouse
Oh so its like that I'm bringing em horror
Running though parades at Christmas in a Ford Explorer
Festive lighting up tires like lighting menorah's
I've been reading Lord of the Rings like you reading the Torah
Rotten to the core-a's my way of existence
I'm balancing the scales with increasing resistance
Determined not to fail like a man on a mission
You got me killing this beat like a head on collision
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