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token - t.o.k.e.n. tuesday #1 (t) lyrics

lpod, f-ck you know about that?
we rap on a beat p-ssionately you rappers be trapped with the cheese like a mouse trap
count that, that was doubles, hear the triples
better than ever you better remember
the penmanship etiquette better than everything represented
end your career, it’s simple
i ain’t got the swag of a rapper, no, not at all
i’m white, chubby, and jewish with no snapback on. i lost
proper posture, also i lost my marbles and on the top
of my chin i got a white–ss pimple that i forgot to pop
i ain’t gross, i’m sick, you got the pr-nunciation wrong
underground, underrated, all are understatements
on a rapper diet, invite-’em-in and take in-vitamins
my mind’s a box, meaning i’m out of my mind so i can’t think inside of it
you pick up what i’m putting down?
look out!
i got the profound books that amount to this crookedest sound
and i’m looking around
what you’re putting down is a good amount
of bullsh-t, astounding me
annoying the sh-t out of me like laxatives you put in your mouth
but i’m pushing you p-ssies down
cause you’re warn out like the hooker in town. (wow!)
check it out, my verbals make a rapper slit himself
bars like a prison cell, i’m giving life or giving h-ll
while you’re singing jingle bells, i’m spitting sick as rabies
sicker than syphilis with aids be
finna be k!lling but you’re missing like bullets that hit jim brady
crazy, is a synonym sending sinister sins
cinnamon isn’t similar to the sweatiness i’m spitting
lpod, and we in this
it’s rest in peace to you b-tches
it’s token tuesday coming to you every week take a listen
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