[Intro - street ambience, distant traffic, voice cuts through] Yo, yo — one take, no pen, Y'all lookin' at me like I'm a circus again. Alright, alright — throw me some words, But make 'em ugly, make 'em absurd. I said UGLY. Let's go. [One guy from the crowd shouts, voice reacts] Wait — "sesquipedalian"? Who said that? Somebody got a thesaurus for a hat? "Obstreperous" — okay, I see you, Shakespeare. "Defenestration" — bro, you been here for years? Alright, alright — let me work. [Verse 1 - rapid flow, slightly stumbling, laughing] Sesquipe— sesqui— man, that word is long, Sounds like a dinosaur with a napoleon complex. But let me break it down: you want a long word? I'll give you a long verse — that's what you heard. Sesquipedalian means you love big syllables, But I love big bills and edible miracles — Like pizza on the corner, grease on my thumb, You gave me a dictionary, I gave you some rum. Nah, that didn't rhyme. Whatever. Next. [Someone from the sidewalk laughs, another voice shouts] "Obstreperous" — that's loud and hard to handle, Like my aunt at Thanksgiving when she blows out the candle. She's obstreperous — she talks over the turkey, I'm just tryna eat, she's doing a purkey — That's not a word, but I just made it one, You threw me a challenge, I turned it to fun. See? I can flip it — with or without a plan, I'm the obstreperous one — I'm the loudest man. [A couple of people chuckle, one voice calls out "Defenestration!"] Oh, "defenestration" — that's throwing out the window, Like my laptop when the Wi-Fi moves too slow. Or my ex — nah, that's too far, But I did think about it after the bar. Defenestration — such a fancy word, For something my grandpa did to a bird. Nah, that's dark — let me bring it back, Defenestration's a word that attacks, But I'm still here — still in the frame, You throw me out, I come back the same. [Scattered laughter, a guy in the back shouts another word] "Pulchritudinous" — that means beautiful, But why use that when you could say "cool"? That's the problem with words — people get too deep, Then they forget how to eat, how to sleep. Pulchritudinous — sounds like a disease, Makes me wanna sneeze, drop to my knees. But nah — you gave me a weapon, I'mma use it, I'm pulchritudinous — don't confuse it. [A girl from the crowd shouts the last one, voice responds] "Cacophony" — that's a harsh sound, Like my alarm clock when I'm still down. Or this whole crowd — you're all cacophony, Screamin' words at me, thinkin' you're comedy. But I love it — I love the noise, I love the boys, I love the toys, Cacophony — I'll make it my jam, Turn the harsh sound into a lamb. Nah, that didn't work — but you get the gist, I took your hard words and I made 'em exist. [Outro - beat fades, voice relaxed, street sounds continue] So — sesquipedalian, obstreperous, defenestration, Pulchritudinous, cacophony — that's a whole constellation. You threw 'em at me like rocks and stones, I turned 'em into a pile of bones — And then I built a house with 'em. Check the mic — I'm done. Peace.
