You didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
and you’re fuckin hating hard, you aint tryin to keep it bottled
but my motto has and always will be take to the sky till
I see the view of all you haters cryin
you’re spyin on my style try to dissect my perfected timing
I’m the shit and you’re a fly buzzin around my rich bounty
of God given paper need a towel cause I’m best hot mess
I’m the quickest sickest upper case A Alpha Ace
and you’re just Ralph Wiggum eatin paste
and you haters love the taste but I slap it out ya’ mouth
like Flea slappin the bass
you’re wee and I’m the greatest Darth Vader
parade my magic powers every hour
do you see the tragic comedy? All the best are now second best to me
and honestly it makes me go “tee hee” cause
I flow like the pee pee running down your leg
cause your scared of Gregree
stupid fluidity wake and bake Gregory sacred geometry
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
shit you could never get it even with your best shot kid
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
that milk's already spilt quit cryin kick rocks kid
you got it all wrong and I got it all right
that’s why you be hating, kickin rocks all day and night
can you kick em? yes you can,
should I sic em? yeah cause I’m the motherfuckin man
feel the rhythm of the Saints like a train in the distance
think you’re cooler than me?
well you aint so all your disses are
like a piece of shitty TP telling me that I stink
I think you’re right except
I only stink like fuckin weed
take a chronic bong hit your
Bo Peep keeps gives me bonnet yeah she’s on it
roll that fluffy sheep take a puff and then I say “oooh yeah”
then give her the duff man thrust and
then I bust on her bust it’s a must
hark the Herald Angel Dust, you got faith no more
cause all the heavens have in store
is dopeness for me and all you get is manure
I’m the pure uncut, Lady Luck likes to fuck my wheel of fortune
till she squeals and all
Her treasure She reveals
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
shit you could never get it even with your best shot kid
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
that milk's already spilt quit cryin kick rocks kid
Now one more verse before they take away your hearse
so better make sure it’s the worst one yet
yeah, that’s slang for the best
I’m the man, can’t contest this irresistible blessing I’m sharing with the rest of y’all
I was called to this planet to make sure we all had a ball
They ate the apple took the fall was blessed with magic
now I’m off the wall yeah I have it
and I’m conjuring bows of holly decking all your halls with the powdered molly
good golly you see that Reptilian entity staring back at me?
eventually DMT will be as normal as drinking tea
like the societies of alien races from far off places in space
I’ve gotten accustomed to the taste of my Shaman’s brew
the heavens love me it's true
why do you think they feed these dope rhymes I spit for you?
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
shit you could never get it even with your best shot kid
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
you didn’t get it so you mad that I got it
that milk's already spilt quit cryin kick rocks kid
You begged DJ McGuire for this track and he declined
he reserved it for the Sire you didn’t get it’s now it’s mine
this song is over I think it’s bong hit time
I’m-a take a big rip and let my mind shine like…
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