Who am I facing in the Semis? Sal? Fis? mattj?
It’s still quarters? Shit, guess I Forgot About Dre
I’ll finish him quick, don’t need to Pass the Baton
He’s dead faster than you can say Hi, Dr- GONE
It’s understandable, put my guns right up to your mandible
This Nigslammer With Attitude’s had more than he could handle
Bite the Bullet Train to Saffron City where I live it up
You’re a troll off in some cave because nobody wants to touch
Some wilted purple sunflower who’s past his prime
The only prime you hit was being in Gen number 5
I have kids older than you, but this OG is ageless
You’re a baby in the game, bitch, you’re just Zweilous
I’m hellish, the Brutal ‘mon wishes he could Mimic this
I’ll mime out a box, cut off your heads, send ‘em to Brad Pitt
Don’t need STAB to cut you up like Chucky, mister
We know you’re scared of clowns, you purple-haired Chuckie Finster
~Interlude~
Smoke ish like you all day, call me the Barrier Reefer
Bum a drag ‘n Puff the Magic Dragon, no Filter
Even when I’m high, your rap sounds like shit
Thank God I’m Soundproof so I don’t have to hear it
Hear this: Mimes are scary, dragons imaginary
Fake ass bitch, put the pseudo back in pseudo-legendary
Shoot my magic in the sky, gonna bust up this myth
Want to know what happened to the last bird? Just ask Hedwig
I’m so gangsta, who needs a Mrs. Mime?
Been Ash’s mom’s poke and moan master since ‘99.
With mence and nite around, you’re not even sloppy seconds
But 3 heads are better than one to give me head with
Focus blast into your mouth, super effective
Mime out a lyrical prison, and then I stick you in it
I’m the man of this jailhouse, you’re a peacock, a swan
Strut your wings while I spit bars and get raped with your drag on.