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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Story
Songwriter
歌詞
YOU IN THE PRESENCE OF A KING TO PEASANTS
LIKE GOD TO PRESIDENTS
AND SKY’S THE LIMITS JUST A SKYSCRAPER, SO MY INTERPRATATIONS JIBBERISH, JIB, JIB, JIBBERISH
I GOT THAT PRESENCE UNDENIABLE,
WEAPON UNDEFINABLE
BLESSINGS AIN’T IN MY CONTROL
AND YOU CAN HATE, BUT WHY FOR?
EVERYBODY SPIT, DAWG
THE WORLDS A RAP STAR,
CONFIDENTLY VERTACLE, I MADE EM HORIZONTAL
TRY HARDER,
NON CHALANTLY, I’M THE WHITE SEAN CARTER
WRITE SMARTER
I AIN’T SAYING GO TO HARVARD
I’M JUST SAYING COP SOME KNOWLEDGE
GOT ME PAID FOR LIKE COLLEGE BY SCHOLARSHIPS
Grammars my addiction, Lyric’s Word-A-Holics Anonymous
And I relapse on 16 BARS, After every 12 Steps,
16 BARS, After every 12 Steps, MAYBE LESS,
MAYBE LESS (Lyrically Addicted)
YOU IN THE PRESENCE OF A KING TO PEASANTS
LIKE GOD TO PRESIDENTS
AND SKY’S THE LIMITS JUST A SKYSCRAPER, SO MY INTERPRATATIONS JIBBERISH, JIB, JIB, JIBBERISH
I MAKE THAT SHIT LIKE LAXATIVES
SO HATERS HATE AS HARD AS IT IS FOR FAT PEOPLE HAVING SEX
AND AFTER I SPIT, BEFORE MY GAT HAS AN OUTBURST AS IF
…IT HAD TOURETTES,
I GOTTA BOUNCE, LIKE BAD CHECKS
THOUGHTS A PACK OF PISSED OFF LUMBERJACKS,
WITH DOUBLE BLADED AXE HEADS,
VIOLENT LIKE THE TYPE THAT NEVER COULD COMPLETE ANY ANGER MANAGEMENT CLASSES
WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY I SHOULD STAY A GHOST LIKE CASPER IS
BECAUSE I DON’T WANNA BE THE REASON ITS EVEN
…MORE BASTARD KIDS
I’M TELLING YAWL, IT’LL BE HAZARDOUS, LIKE A DOCTORS OFFICE SELLING SUGAR WATER AS INSULIN TO DIABETICS
YAWL COWARDS AIN’T EVEN AVERAGE
TRY POTHETIC AS A SMOKER’S PACE AT CALISTHENICS,
AND THAT AIN’T HELPING MY TEMPERS LEVERAGE
WHEN COMPULSIVELY EXCESSIVE AND A CHALLENGE BE MY FETISH
I NEED OPPONENTS THAT’S BRINGING THE PAIN, LIKE BROKEN TOES ON BALLERINAS
YOU GOT GAME? THEN TELL THAT BITCH TO KEEP HER BALANCE
YEAH, TELL THAT BITCH TO KEEP HER BALANCE
YOU IN THE PRESENCE OF A KING TO PEASANTS
LIKE GOD TO PRESIDENTS
AND SKY’S THE LIMITS JUST A SKYSCRAPER, SO MY INTERPRATATIONS JIBBERISH, JIB, JIB, JIBBERISH
MY HUSTLES LIKE AN IMMAGRANTS
STRUGGLE STIMULANTS
THAT’S MORE EFFECTIVE THAN TOUNGE TO CLITORIS
FORGIVE MY SINS
OR PRAY FOR MY PRISON BIDS
INCARCERATED BY A CASE CAUGHT THAT WON’T BE VICTIMLESS
LEFT HATERS WITH ENVIOUS PREDICAMENTS
FOR YAWL MY LEVEL DON’T EXIST
LIKE LUCIFER WITHOUT THE SINS, OR
A STUPID PERSON WITH ANY SENSE
COMMENCE DISPENSE
AND I’LL BEHEAD A FEW
BECAUSE EVEN SUBTLE MOVES
WILL HOSPITAL BED A DUDE
MY LYRICS TO THE EAR IS CLEARLY NOTRILS FULL OF RESIDUE
I’LL BLESS A BOOTH LIKE PAGES BY THE PEN
SURE AS GOD DO HIS CHILDREN
AND YAWL CIVILIANS CANNOT COMPETE WITH
SO GET SLEPT ON LIKE THEM BEDS THAT ORTHOPEDIC
DAWG, HEARING YAWL RAP ONLY MAKES ME MORE CONCEITED
PEOPLE,
I’M TRYING TO HUMBLE MYSELF, AND YOUR BAD FOR MY EGO
(YOU AIN’T HELPING ME MAN)
YOU IN THE PRESENCE OF A KING TO PEASANTS
LIKE GOD TO PRESIDENTS
AND SKY’S THE LIMITS JUST A SKYSCRAPER, SO MY INTERPRATATIONS JIBBERISH, JIB, JIB, JIBBERISH
Written by: Jonathan Story