Outlier- Top Five

Verse 1

I've been listening to rappers some good but most can't spit
I figured that I'd pick the mic up and try my hand at it
What's first?
Smacking a chick?
Well I can handle it
I'll beat her 'til tail bones bruised and she can't sit
That'll be the warm up, just to get her tender
She'll drink buckets of my cum and then I'll throw a black light in her
Spread her legs, make her chug a can of gas through her snatch
That's before I go and fist the dumb whore with a lit match
Savin' a fat stack a bunch of snaps in a hatch of the act just to keep me buzin'
I might even take a couple of her cousins and lock 'em in my house for 20 years until one escapes my dungeon
I'm only here to sin
I take a Christian and a juicer made for vitamins and crush 'til she lookin like a carton was her origin, I'll store it in
Then make her mother drink her up and piss her out like she was born again

Chorus

I got style
I got grace
You probably want to stand up and get off of that stage
I got pleasure
You got pain
Rappers watch your back or I will cum on your face

Verse 2

So next we probably got to talk about drugs
I haven't done a lot except for roofieing your mom
But if you really have to have it
I'll reap biological havoc and start it off with tallest trees that you can imagine
A full out forest fire gettin' higher than hat on a pope
I even got smokey the bear sayin' "hey man that's dope"
I got coniferous, deciduous, what more do you want?
You better pass that goddamn needle before you get clocked
I got cocaine laced heroin, placed in a vein so large it would have Dwayne J screamin' out in jealousy pain
Grey death, and a big bag of meth
Two acid strips on my lips, both hips, my dick tip and two more for each of my nips
God I'm sick
Sippin' an IV drip, whippets and devil seed trips
And it's not really drugs but with my mind racing all colors of the rainbow spectrum
I'll funnel capcasin extract directly into my rectum

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Verse 3

Now watch the way in which you play
You best believe the way you step to me
Is thought of a respect but no it's
More like life or death you see
I've a got a couple tricks to put your life in mortal jeopardy
So here's exclusive passes to my hyperbolic weaponry
I'm always strapped with tons of gats
That's including my M16
An AK47 and a shotgun in my jacket seam
I've stored a bunch of poisons with the antidote far out of reach
You know I'm bad I keep a rocket launcher tucked between my cheeks
I scoff at this planet
I think I'll just wreck it
Set off my whole warehouse of homemade nuclear weapons
Send waves of earthquakes
Bump the doom sirens!
Here's my bio warfare airborne aids virus!
I love our second amendment
Mr. RCMP man, you got to protect it
Here like "You're in Canada sir, now you're getting arrested".
My legislations this gun pointed at your horses chest. Now give me that hat you cold cowboy, red jacket wearing FAGGOT AHHHH

Chorus

Outro

Outlier.
I did it.
First song and I'm already top five.