Album Cover The Thesis

The Thesis

Wynne

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Been ill aka Venus Fly Traps

Seven brains in one body so I dream in IMAX

Anyone, anywhere, any time, go!Your ego is eco friendly, you don′t want smoke

Inscribed in graffiti on your CD gate fold

My capital punishment will have your lower case closed

Like a dying man's will

Clocks got hands with no feet cause

Only Vurs can make time stand still

G.O.A.T. defeat the elite peers

I Benjamin Button bars dog, and leap years

Top of the Eiffel Tower catching lighting in bottles

To see me you′ll need MRI's and night vision goggles

Or a closed caption to crack your spy glass

Phony, you're full of it and your raps need a gastric bypass

God the novice, I′m marvelous even on my hiatus

The dean of the school wants to meet with me

Cause I′m teaching my teachers things

And my old bullies want to sleep with me, honestly

I should run for mayor

Little brothers think they're bigger than me

I′m going full Boogie Cousins baptizing 'em it ain′t fucking fair

(Free for all!

) They tried to take the charge, they stick em up like the bank

(Keep the ball!) I already made all of my lemonade

When Piza falls, you'll finally get it straight

And I can tell my therapist we can head in our separate ways

I put my lipgloss to the face

Singing baby better hide the license plates

Baby face could get away with murder, my bitches

Give em Stitches like 626, who′s this?

Snow bunny gone abominable, ominous flow, time for the snow

Ride for my bros, hide all your hoes,

I am the chosen, get your shit sorted

Goddess to most, stop with the toasts, I'm not with the smoke

Apostle the joke swanned into the rookie of the year, Hunny

Coming for my rivals spot, stunting while they're idols watch

Ask me why I′m the goat and thought I′d act like I'm not

I pulled out a long ass scroll, how much time you got?

Don′t act like a boss when you're Michael Scott

I write so much my wrist is feeling like its shot

Look forward to getting writer′s block so I can stop

So high I'm dropping acid floating by your thought bubbles

Laughing, poke ′em while they pop, macro-dosing, micro dots-

I bring a knife to gun fight and jump right in

They aren't shooters lets just say I ain't cut like them

I black out and make em wonder where the sunlights been

(Hell raiser) hell′s ray′s the only light to touch my skin

Ain't a rapper on this planet that can touch my pen

To this day, my styles Wilder and I punch like him

Shit you must be on drugs like Slim

Call Wynne Shady′s daughter again, end up in the trunk like Kim

These n swag jacking, mass capping they battle rapping

Keep it authentic, still eating,

I live in New Season's, get paper not plastic

I already know what you think bitch, I′m telepathic

And to answer your question yes I'm magic, yes, I′m Zaddy

Been loving pussy since pussy had me

Cause love is everlasting, (everlasting, yeah)

Remember they thought it was a phase? A bad habit?

Now y'all wake cause I'm putting pussy′s in caskets

Thought I was capping, now they′re the saddest

Damn near passed her like "have at it"

Now I'm strapped up without a gat, pumping plastic

You take her to Olive Garden, feed her pasta n salad

I take her to Jack′s and brown bag it, eat it in the wagon

Later, beat it in the wagon

This shit is easy it's funny I thought she was out of my league

But I popped my head up and now she′s so beneath me

They say Black Live's Matter,

Sho ′nuff, it's a shame they don't mean me

Christianity divided the black race,

Still I love my race like I′m Luigi

Feel the energy

You can′t top dollar with top D.OL.L.A.,

They gon' remember me for centuries

Praying on my downfall, I′m praying for my enemies

I don't want no credit these is real n tendencies

They chant my name in every city that I visit

Travel in the finest but was the man in the civic

They love you when you rich and respect you when you the trillest

Mommy, daddies, aunties, and uncles it take a village

Kick my feet up on occasion, fill my glass with some drank

Oil in my system tryna gas up the tank

Only time I′m tickled when I laugh to the bank

I got the devil in my life but I could pass for a saint

I only run with family members, the rest is all associates

Try to crack the circle then we acting inappropriate

We all get 24, but i be on some Kobe shit

From the gutter on my mother so you know we here

D.O.L.L.A

Lagu lain oleh Wynne