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ratchetness - nutcase lyrics

[verse 1]
ok it’s mr. i don’t talk a lot
bout to talk some sense and check
a bit congested sinuses
i would suggest some mucinex
coughing up this music next
with handkerchiefs and some kleenex
hard nose blowing mucus is flowing like liquidex
inside the body, steroid pumping
in this roid rage, equestrian knowledge like n0body
mixing up the lobby, as i’m lobbing
topic of topical top picks of somebody
word play, got these ponies and pwning in a case
you could say this dude ratchet’s a nutcase
simplify some place, where places of places complicate
in the mind where it sterilizes stereotypes with some haste
enemies need dentistry with rotten talk not face to face
as i pave my own way, they keep sticking like it’s some bad paste
tie to bind with no lace
life invites you lace it up
cleaning all these mistakes
acknowledge what’s up

[hook]
so i’m demotivated off the norm i’m slipping
stallions got me in full form like i’m lifting
motored like a piston, playful manner i’m frisking
some solemn off this album all of them all ears they listen

[verse 2]
they just listen for dissing drawing conclusions like i got him
kissing off judgments holding some grudges, cause it’s conflicting
for someone like me keep grinding no stopping
why is he into kiddy ish, even singing a bit
negros hesitant over the negro code, heart throbbin
like it’s even a code to stay provident
let’s be honest
r e s p e c t, aretha’s signature
it’s a challenge for balancing all this malice
of furries bronies, or human “what brought em?”
society is on me like i’m no propriety
you will never succeed, you’ll be a failure like all of them
so when you say i can’t do it just can’t do it
you could say i won’t do it and i would do it no problem
just give me time, so i’m lost in them
cause i’m possible
never say never cause i’m rocking

[hook]

[verse 2]
bro fur
make or break it it’s absurd
for these birds, who keep flocking
right on the word of the mouth
down right on to they knees
somebody get the message please
sl!ck or smoother than shot clock cheese
crispy clean
singular possessive on a black eyed pea
you are who you are like what you eat
no rule of thumb
out your mouth like i can speak
for myself, what else do you need? welcome

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