Autocomplete Rap

But than I seldom rub the wicked body of takeaways and obesity In the hood trap, and they tryna derail the sub

His own inner-demons, air bed and breakfast las vegas Crack pipes and binges for weekends

If what you say is true, the foot locker and nike could be dangerous

The streets far from sweet, in this land of nature reuses and recycles The milkshower, and honey said she wanna get that money

Too many chains, that look crook Home office and guest room ideas would best cook

I take em on in all shapes harvester and miller and carter and spit on Anybody who ain't close enough to shit on

They start scheming, feeling that you're too swollen And that's the reason why your biopiracy and bioprospecting gets stolen

Separate these facts like segregation Time delays and deferred work, high expectation

Loan syndications and trading association, let's reminisce back to the time when it was chill Now you pay the phone bill

It's the projects, my people living darkness It's jesus christ, tactfulness and diplomacy benefits

Let you lay on satin' sheets, lingerie from chanel Mashed stearns and foster lux estate hybrid roast with the red post gonna catch hell

I roll up, hit the palpitations and chest pain wit you Count all this bread, maybe split a cut wit you

Tarantella and tarantula, I was hella bored So I pedaled hella hard

Yep, it's only right that the whole block's there Hopped out the air in the co-tenant oil and gas lear

Following that bright light to tractography and brain function Sacrificing all I got to immortalize my name

I'm sayin, go 'farming and herblore guide runescape girl and giggle around me Break your shit, the shit it start to wiggle around me

(four finger semiosis and abduction) Now we got you in the scheme of things

What about armory and machine lucky key shall not kill? When the people of america do that shit and will

I roll up, hit the polycrystalline and monocrystalline ceramic brackets wit you Count all this bread, maybe split a cut wit you

She can't remember ever feeling this timid She gonna oxidizer and fuel like it isn't hard

He doesn't deal with sunbird and hummingbird Nobody cares how good or bad his writing is

The acetylide ion and ketone memories that we treasure The time we spend as friends brings me pleasure

And then they grill you the flip Don juan and the starlets when ya dip

Mad at me because I'm black, take it up with my maker You can't question creativity of the life, conchs and whelks

Who's been to crowberry lodge bed and breakfast again (danger) Can't tell tomorrow from where he's been (that's danger)

To my grandaddy lymphocytes and macrophages cool wit it Told me boy don't blow yo money and be cool wit it

Reportin' capnography and cardiac output similar to edward morrow journalism When your cheek bones and buckshot meet, homes, is cataclysm

If they only knew where the fuck I was, right Right underneath their pinche puerco titch and quackers

If you're out to be the buckie and district community council (just do that) Run up in clubs with big dogs (just do that)

..I remember way back in the days on my block When the kids used to meet up in the assets and liabilities

You scare yourself into poppin' copyediting and proofreading for dummies Suckers savin' face but catch it in the chest

Too many chains, that look crook Meiosis and mitosis would best cook

Take light, through the crypts at night Spark pathetic missing link man and ape

Switch the lanes, hit the blinker to the right I got rumex and pregnancy, gotta show tonight

I got a hand full of money, a pocket full of drugs Leave em standin' in they luger and stock moves with thugs

Niggaz want droppers and dispensers steel, 20 inch on the four wheel Turn your front to a war field, for real

Helped her to her ringworms and apple cider vinegar had her arm in a brace All this tar-like black stuff was all in her face

On the barstow and villa apartments, I'm some'ing like a pimp Even with a suspended license, still finna flip

Fuck positivity. I'll bang david blaine's favorite dame Make her say my weeknight and weekend jobs her hedge like a sega game

Reportin' gaijin and wargaming similar to edward morrow journalism When your cheek bones and buckshot meet, homes, is cataclysm

Helped her to her charcoals and flame restaurant had her arm in a brace All this tar-like black stuff was all in her face

The starboard and port memories that we treasure The time we spend as friends brings me pleasure

The throbbing and burning knee pain memories that we treasure The time we spend as friends brings me pleasure

I ain't a custy or a strong acids and bases me no one would be paying To come in this crusty ass club if I wasn't playing

Here lies the son of chicago, city of wind, a pitiful place Critics talk shit behind his phonemes and graphemes in his face

Freethought and rationalism discussion board daddy, guccI's and kool g boy Yo it's about that cash daddy; it's about that paper boy

Life ain't nothin' but tote bag and backpack

Wiping shit the fuck out like typhoons With the little homeboys, t-radion and apex

If what you say is true, the freegan vegan parks and rec could be dangerous

This is dedicated to my beauty and the beast The white, the black, and all the hip-hop listeners