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Hooked On Phonics

V6

Ok Imma go first an open this can You can call me Tucan sam Well technically I am somthin like the Seuss An thats the truth See i swear this music saved me Life's been a little crazy lately Fealin like the main character inna movie Got these groupies writin 7 on they boobies sendin em to me before sayin hi brain just goin wait what why Oh shit hi got me thinkin must be due too All the ink I been lettin dry ona loose leaf livin do or die like I literally just lit the wick on the pipe call it a mike keep countin the click ofa metronome Scream at this microphone Watch me explode swear to god I aint even gotta try so No matter how you feelin Im winnin one in. A million Im copin this beat Like imma steal it Decks been cut Call me the dealer Im dealin So deal with it Ill say it again I dont give a fuck how you feelin Imma just stack these tracks Stack em to the ceilin Thats wax blowin like glass I transform You aimt wanna see my final form You been warned from the drop my bubble gettin big watch it Hardin it ain't never gonna pop Ya Ya Ok So i did this once check the trash Never last i everlast always pass 1st Why aint you tell me How bad it hurts When u see me Tossin a handful a cash an laff doin da duggie deliberately dancin across the finish line..... man just remember i had a hand out tryin to pass a hand out I did try ya fuck man.... Your fuckin lucky i dont do a hand stand... An Walk​ across that fuckin finish line bare hand i dont give a damn how it looks I keep my head down i live in these rhymes I could right a book in the booth... call it how to cook its the truth... See mee I don't wake up an turn on the TV.. Imma mother fuckin emm cee thats the difference between, you an me I be fallin asleep with uh beat on repeat So even when you in ya dreams i creep Grillin up sheep I eat pullin wool from my teeth See you can catch me Tiein up lil bo peep too a tree.. my midnight treat listenin​ for the screem I just like to hear her, breathe in breathe out its sweet Imma Reaper i gotta reep right? man im in deep See early mornin while ya yawnin eggs an bacon i got the same beat drivin me crazy, no mistaken, I dont eat i just keep scribblin till my muse decide he gonna save me He lets loose most times i got another Instrumental on rewind​ feelin like the thousandth time unwindin​ these lyrics confind in the loop In these cats talk like they no rap like its just end rhymes Ha See me i grind an buff its tough but it shine till I see my reflection an this beat an its all i can see standin at attention stop an check my vision change the direction trustin intuition just another corse correction dictatin another lyrical decision findin a diffrent angle circle an cross words out till they all ern they route an place em perfect in simple Harmonic motion squeez em pressin lockin in placement... placin me in the top 10 shit.... don't ask me ask ya freinds Ya drawin a line through the oh's im winnin.... theres no middle.. bars goin over heads kids games See if ya shine a light on my linguistic it'll blind Shit Even a blind man could read my lines And tell you where the danger lies You won't see it coming Even staring with both your eyes... Morphing language to weapons Lead layin traces of steppin On any man In any direction This Number 2 bloomin on impact See if you ask me It should be illegal for me to even hold this pencil.. see its lethal real regal Jottin down these lines got em checkin how i design its alpine Like they all lookin over my shoulder You aint want me too put you in one of these lines Hole Game knows this aint no​ Pinocchio statement More like Geppetto its how I pull the string string arrangement so if you lookin for the punch I just Grab these treads an bunch an make em lunge There ill stand on that.... a concrete statement (seven)