I'm on the verge of ripping mothafuckas throats out
Don't Speak, No doubt! Oh wow, No sleep, I go out,
showdown! You know me, I don't need The Roadhouse
to go deep and make these fuckin hoes shout
"HEEYY DYLL what's the deal you're adorable!"
Don't get attached Bitch I'm not normal!
I hear more songs and I'm just getting bored y'all
My Art is Pop Culture Call me Andy Warhol
I Paint Rappers with Labels, cuz you're canned Food
You ain't fresh, I make moves like Dance shoes
I got the Amplitude - my Wavs form like Cancun
You're a beached whale, I'm that dude who's damn rude
I make the Christians Bale like Pat Bateman
My rap statement's Canadian Back Bacon
I say something important while making that ass shake I'm
Playing Hockey on Friday night, where's my Mask, Jason?!
This is a Take down
you can't escape now
you mothafuckin chumps
you're gonna get layed out
Oh Oh OH
Shout it Out Oh Oh Oh
and we say Hey Now! this is a Take Down
every other mothafucka tryna be Drake now.
I can see the signs, like you're an activist
Tired of the play, actors and actresses
I'll Take this mothafuckin War to the Mattresses
Drop a bomb and leave you fucked like Nagasaki is
so watcha gonna do, act like you have some tits?
Grip a Dick and suck tips like my waitress did?
Grab a napkin and wipe your Chinny chin Chin
don't act surprised bitch, didn't you see me Cum in?
Float like a butterfly, sting like I'm Cassius
Smile at the mirror while I Fuck em in their Asses
you wanna shop, bitch? I'll give you the Hot thick
Cock like a black Dick, cocked like a Mack 10
You don't wanna get caught in the streetlights
if I'm in the streets then I'm causing a streetfight
I'll put this fucker to bed so he can sleeptight
I'm always ready to Go! like a greenlight
Let's play a game where I talk and you listen
open up your mouth before I'm done you'll have a tooth missin
you can't chew your fuckin food like a soup kitchen
you'll be running when I'm coming cuz you're too chicken
you scared shitless Dear Diarrhea poos spillin
drinking with my left while I'm giving you fools a lickin
I'm booze sippin, hittin this Pabst Blue Ribbon
I tear the stadium up like I'm a Hooligan
OH look it's you again, googling men
go Ask Jeeves why you took a fuckin' boot to the chin
I'll lose another fist up in this losers fucking lip
and take this mic and break it harder than his Grandmas sexy hip
Yep! Time to dust it off with my dick
Yuck! I threw up, now who the fuck you think is sick!!
what? she's ninety-five like some Day Job shit
staying up breaking bones like the graveyard shift
All Hail the Maniac! He's Amazingly fast
evasive in fact, you're misplacing my ass
my brain is taking the match, it's a major advantage
mind is racing with rap I gotta Ace in my hand
and it's unfortunate, there's no base in your stance
I'll fuckin fling you so far you're a face in the stands!
I'm wasting your half-baked plans, ya bunch of latent hams
you punching-bags-for-rappers, So rate my slams!
an Amazing man once said: you can always take a nap once dead
and if you're thinking you won't get the Tap, fuck-head
then you better just think of that again!
I'm inventive and clinical when I'm picking the pinnacle
Coup de Grace on ya Brah! when I finish ya skinsuit
so is it in you to make it this round?!
Here's a pad and pen you'd better take this down!
released October 14, 2014
written by Dylan Roberts, Graham Furber, Joe Mosier, Oren Zacharias
Produced by King Dylan
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