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tastelessmc - master this lyrics

[verse 1.]
h-llo, nice to meet you, yeah my name is tasteless
hot and in ya face like u.c. davis
lyrical rapist, sicker than a cancer patient
ego is inflated but ability never wasted
when you’re pacing at my paces, yeah haters be makin’ faces
can’t take that it’s takin’ place and i never remain complacent
you rappers slavin’ like taken, i rape you fakes with my phrases
hear what they sayin’? they said my rappin’s amazin’
man, why you gotta bring yo goons just to mess with me
you testin’ me? stop, you know this sh-t ain’t even stressin’ me
yeah when i start flexin’ b, you wish you never slept on me
oh yeah, and tell yo girl to stop textin’ me
she blowin’ up my phone but i guess she good at givin’ dome
and i kinda like the way she moan, so i prolly throw that b-tch a bone
get it in the mornin’ then i’m gone, better know that i know how to flow and it’s on
kermit these rappers cuz all they do is tend to croak
look past the skin color, jim gaffigan
white boy flow so sick like pathogen
make ’em laugh again, reruns of what’s happenin’
say somethin’ rude yeah, i make ’em mad again
success out the blue, dabadee, make ’em mad again
i’m crashin’ in, cashin’ in, swaggerin’, cr-ppin’ on
b-st-rds with masterful rappin’ and p-ssion for
draggin’ in bodies of rappers who wanted to battle him
but died by the hands of him
and now i’m here on your level cuz i decided to land it in
this is the truth, and no i’m not slanderin’
and no i’m not staggerin’ i’m simply k!llin’ the tracks that i’m in
i hit the bar begin drinkin’ a jack and a gin
winnin’ the chip yeah i’m rackin’ ’em in
quit while ahead and i’m packin’ it in
braggin’ a sin, i’m a master of it
master this sh-t

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[verse 2.]
okay, i pack an ow, pacquiao, hittin’ pick your manny now
i’m rappin’ pretty flashy now and chatty kathy’s yappin’ loud
fappin’ to my braggin’ why you jealous that i am endowed
had to crack the casket but now all the fans are clappin’ loud
catch me graspin’ at the crown, i’m higher than a stratus cloud
you can’t face the fact i wrote the book so check my status now
wow, i’m so much faster now, i’m rocketing past ’em rappin’ yao
i’m one of the baddest of the baddest crackas that’ll crack ya up and down
wit my knees to the spleen, you can call my overeem
severin’ the tracks and makin’ ’em bleed
updatin’ patches it may seam
don’t take the credit for my memes
you know the g*nius came from me
don’t wanna die so you will plead
a pad and a pen is all i need
future f-ckin’ g rackin’ up future f-ckin’ g’s
havin’ the perfect f-ckin’ genes about as easy as it seems
i am the rabidest rapper the planet has ever seen
adenosine like you never have ever seen
better get better, i’ll never be beat
get on my level, i’m runnin’ this sh-t

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