Lyrical Exercise Pt. 2 Lyrics

Welcome one and all to the return of Mr. I don’t give a fuck
Got drink in my cup and my middle finger stuck
Like I forgot I was supposed to have my pinky up
No etiquette, I’ve been a dick
And you can tell from the drops of blood that be on my shit
And the ground that surrounds me, it ain’t too astounding
Nigga I’ve been a prick
Like a junkie’s needle
Couldn’t stop my flow if you blocked my pee hole
R. Kelly on these hoes when my whistle blows
Make your girl look like Jackson Pollack’s easel
I’m just so gone off that Molly, bending corners like I’m Dali
I beg your pardon like I’m Dolly, slapping [?] like I’m Ari

Got a pocket full of gold like I robbed a 49er
So there ain’t no question that my clothes are all designer
Ya boy flex like Hulk Hogan on the crapper
I spit super hot fiyah but I am not a rapper
I’m a dragon, I’m Eragon, nah I meant to say Elder
Niggas think that I’m a bitch, they must have me confused with Zelda
I’m the Link, what you think, the shit plus the kitchen sink
The whole kit and kaboodle, asian bitches love my noodle

Now let me get some of that fried rice, so nice
I’d still be live if I died twice, can’t quite
Stay up in the hood like I was wearing a parka
‘cause I slapped Bob Barker til he gave me the right price
So don’t say jack unless you have a fortune
‘cause I’ll spin that wheel til I get my portion
Of Porsches and women that’s scorchin
Who’ve had more than one abortion
I’m flossin’, I’m awesome
My dentist loves me in fact she fucked me
Her oral was perfect, same race as the stepmother of Chuckie
When those niggas were in Paris.
Hi there world, I’m Matthews Harris
And racially I’m mixed up just like a jacket made by Ferris
So pass the half and half ‘cause I don’t like my coffee black
And I’m all the way pro so three stacks step back
Scaring these niggas is my job, I’m a monster incorporated
I use my middle finger to count the models I haven’t dated
Usain Bolt, I’ve got a long track record
Got homies out in Brooklyn, but haven’t fucked Brooklyn Decker
They shouldn’t but they do, I’m like a fucking red button
And I hope that holds true when I’m fucking Kate Upton

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NYU rapper, Thewz spits genius on this refined sample. And mentions Hulk Hogan in the same breath as Supa Hot Fire from the Rap Battle Parodies.

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