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Créditos
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Thesis
Autoría
Gary Combs
Autoría
Richard Jenchowski
Autoría
Joshua Cooper
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
DoubleGs
Producción
Letra
I'm just getting
To the beginning
A limited listen, edition
In addition
The beginning of
My imminent mission
Than some
Future looking grim, son
You just need to sit down
And get some infinite wisdom
This young's gonna piss him
Get the cup and fill it up
And lend him some
When he inside the window
Bust a hock to a slut
Telling me the who
The what
All the women
Why the where
Reason that I'm debonair
A married man
Who's inside of the
Million man margin
I'm marinating in marinara
Knowing I'm a hardship
Ever since the beginning
I was coming in and winning
You know that I am
A fucking penny and swinging again
And I'm gonna be just
Defending in the end
And everything that you were thinking
You come in and taking away
From me and my favorite women
My two daughters
You know that I was winning in
And never giving in for nothing
We have some of the
Highest percentages
Of reptilian lineages
Effing up the images
In which we have been living with
And I know that I'm given
This fucking ability to kill a beat
You giving me this shit
And I didn't even deserve it
You know what I mean
When I be doing this shit dirty
And I know that I'm nerdy
Packed up with the brilliance
I'm like one in a million
A billion, a trillion
A zillion quintillion
You better be killing him
And by God
He gotta be a prodigy
An oddity who oddly
Be waddle-walking
Like a jabberwocky wobbly
And often even seen as a
Sloppily-bobbily
Type as a gobbledygook
Which is often thought to be
Just a byproduct of a sighting
That is standing right beside me
With the ivy of a poison
That resides right inside him
Make him noise and right inside
Your voice
The fucking voice enough to bury them
Then bury them boys Inside of the cemetery
Oh hell no
You ain't giving me any type of a script
I'm looking like this
This shit is just
Fucking ridiculous
And give it a vision
Don't wanna be
Just bringing it back
I swear to God
I'll be whipping that ass
My gas is definitely everlasting
Never be giving it back
When I'm walking on over them
Picking it up and then cracking it
Having to take it and laughing
And cracking and picking it
Moving it, speeding it
Quicker than anyone ever did see
When it come in the bee
Believing in me
You definitely better be
Believing that I be
Be keeping the strength
And all of the speed
And agility that I can indeed
And I'm gonna need it
I'm gonna be just leaving the heat
And on the floor
No longer breathing
One karaote chop
Made ya body drop
Almost like my favorite hobby
Next to holly lickin lollipops
Embodied by the shock
Im picking up the rhythm
As I listen
Im ripping and zippin
Through the system
With the assist of someone's wisdom
In addition
I insist on being different
This mission is imminent
Consisting 3 of us
A brotherhood limited
If you wish you could call us
The limited edition
All I know is that
We've risen to position
A magnificent addition
A pragmatic inquisition
To the problematic day tradition
Some say mumble spitting
But in my humble opinion
Id say troubled condition
Or a struggles fitting
Its fitting, it's sickenin
This consistent condition of spitting
Ive risen to position with precision
It's befitting
Im just getting to the beginning
A limited listen, Edition
In addition
The beginning of my imment mission
Admitting I'm not quitting
Or submitting
Till the shit is hitting and dripping
And lickity lick splitting it
And splitting shit
Forgive the explictnes
This is the door of illicit shit
No more of the mumummumblin
Written by: Gary Combs, Jason Thesis, Joshua Cooper, Richard Jenchowski
