WHILST

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I get mad respect from one verse of my smooth flow

You recite a whole album and get nary a kudo

Y Que, holmes?? My style is muy puro

Your shit is tres Swap Meet Louie ? way too faux

I fight a giant squid with my kid Jaques Cousteau

You fall down a flight of stairs like Inspector Clouseau

I’m high class, dandified like Art Noveau

You wear sandals with socks because you heard it was Euro

Don’t need a watch because every hour on the dot,

I get with a elegant new hoe

Whilst you in a dumpster frenching a sweaty Sumo

With a mysterious Jew-fro

M y shit blows up like an infected buboe

your shit breaks down like a janky old Yugo

I’m suave debonair Fred Astaire, Perry Como

You’re eating beans out the can like a filthy hobo

With some used 45’s you carry in a bindle

I got so many gold records I have to store them on a spindle

I make all the fly nuns strip down to their wimples

You’re so hard-up you have to grease and fuck a thimble

I’m Don Jhonson handsome, all chisled jaws and dimples

You got a fountain of sebum erupting out of your pimple

But I dodge it , leapfrog it, because I’m wicked ninja nimble

Think I’m done yet? Man you must be simple!

I get with mad freaks, licking fudge ripple off their nipples

You all getting a prostate massage from old Mr. Whipple

I’m the first rapper on the cover of Time

since the ‘90s and Sistah Soljah

You’re at a Scientology clinic, getting an audit

by which I mean getting blowed by Travolta

I’m the wicked smooth vocalizer so all the chicks lay me

You’re at home writing erotic fan-fiction about you with Dick Cheney.

Various positions and vice-presidential jissom,

I solved Fermat’s last theorem during a freestyle ad-lib

You’re so simple that you cheat on a Mad Lib.

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