[Intro] YEAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! YA'LL AIN'T READY FOR THIS ONE! I'm Papa D! ...The one and only! The OG! ....You don't know me! ...I'll stick in the silence until I'm ready I'LL STRIKE THE MATCH! REDNESS ACROSS YOUR FACE! MAKIN' YOU SCREAM! I'M FEELING FERAL! [Papa] I'm unorthodox, my aptitude I'll herald, born cursed in ta Christianity Well rounded, fell in ta vanity, invain curses roll through my veins, kickin' up the cuh-lamb-itty factor against the ones that think they're villainous, hittin' top o' the meter, sinister, treacherous They ill 'n' insensitive like Cuh-lamb-it-us! Professor of the animus, Not ta mislead with that, ya probably thought of "A C" Assassin's Creed It's the term representin' feeling deep-seated hostility, intent I give for ya ta see meanings relative to his evil state My form is that of neologism, examination, theologism ta understand why my lyrical skill comes in ta question, came at Ghost 'n' he thought a clip would scare me but it dug down deep and bared into me, an entrance to a world where it's merely meant to be an explanation that I don't cower easily, nah, I don't back down, won't fall to ma knees [Chorus] I don't...I don't...I don't FUCKIN' SCARE EASILY NO I whoa whoa wooon't I WON'T BACK DOWN FEASIBLY [Verse] Sit back and listen to this... No matter who steps to me I'm steam rolling over 'em and chaining them, like monkeys in a barrel, gone feral, fuck the fakes, faux shaded lyrical apparel, doctor 'em with my blade, not ta worry it's sterile, A thin needle prick in the neck are most of anyone's words to me If any wanna test me 'n' ya think a small verse gonna get my feelings hurt from some rando "bandito" trynna take a snatch from the air I breathe, (you wrong as fuck) go ahead 'n' peak, lurk my words til your brain melt 'n' seethe, I'll wait while ya snail ya way in my realm 'n' manifest your intangibility, unlock ya mind, put the key on you, quick whips like Reeves RAHHHHHHHHH! I can threaten all I want but ya need to see my abilities I'm a phonetic phantom fulfilling alliterative analogies, attacking your anticlimactic action, alter ma style ta archaically 'n' audaciously adapt my zen, anti gen z writings, my lyrical antigens buildin' up, fast as fuck, evolvin' ta super sonic pantheon, legendary lyrical god, spirit pop 'em, rock 'em sock 'em wit' a powerful pathogenic poison, pollutin' ya wit' an addictive nicotine I'll inject until even your blood bleeds [Chorus] I don't...I don't...I don't FUCKIN' SCARE EASILY! NO! I whoa whoa wooon't! I WON'T BACK DOWN FEASIBLY! [Verse] I love E L A, even as an uncultured swine Engulfin' ma brain waves with haikus Electrified, I'm Raichu Pen focus, Kadabra flow, I write true Adapt my skillset ta dominate tha skies Rayquaza - rise, Alakzam, 5 thousand ma I Q high I'm no God but... I've got the construct Underground is my home and it's where I reside Ma humble abodes dwindlin' in the divine I twist their facial expressions when I show up Hearin' wistful wisps of whispers whisperin' shit Pushin' me to the edge of misconduct (brain split) I fuck around but speak my life with wind gusts Applyin' my rhetoric, ma thought arrives through syllabic metaphors, aligned ta imminent enunciated breaks! [Bridge] I'LL FUCKING WRITE AND CREATE UNTIL THE GROUNDS SHAKE! GET FUCKED UP AND HIGH OFF MY LYRICS![Chorus] I don't...I don't...I don't FUCKIN' SCARE EASILY! NO! I whoa whoa wooon't! I WON'T BACK DOWN FEASIBLY!
