TNT - WaCk Lyrics

Wack
Walking
Crack
Hyper
Back
Condriact
Wacking out on crack
Wacking out on crack put a cracker back
Cause they rather see me on crack than black
Kinda makes sense thoes are just the facts
Because rap fast doesn't make you a god
Because its ironic that you say you rap as fast as sonic
Especially using double inner rhymes when going at speed
Doesn't mean your good, he lied sbeve
Now take a listen a lyrical dissection of OFWGKTA inner vision
Scrawling out facts like a centipede dipped in ink
Scratchin' out eyes these crackers bleed can't seem to think
But to each there own, as i eat my own chromosome
ET home alone, seen a homo phone in clone of that gnome
Keemstar, keen to start a beef, with me
Paak got the best teef
Packed out the vesti
Ka 74 sedanerg dna izu
Reverse that u got the arsenal i use to sue you.
You arse's are so full, i gotta use a sulfur tool to get as deep as a t-rex.
I dont leave reddit i've never seen the other sex
Y'all seem pathetic like the arms on a t-rex
Ahh f*ck shit i used the rhyme twice
What a shame i'll blame it on my wife
F*ck
Now i'm caught out in my own lie
And if Love would lie down with me, i'd take my own life
Ooh now theres a rhyme, something to do with my brain
But i can't seem to find it, like drake looking for hymen

I GOT RACKS, I GOT CASH
I GOT a REASON TO DANCE
I GOT RACKS, I GOT CASH
I GOT a REASON TO DANCE
I got everything i need
Puffing weed, and touch her weave

F*cking hate time
Be a hate crime
If i killed it
I say that pussys console its X-box
Cause i'm a manager of the bars
I got the top self liqueur
Never pull a trigger
Smoking gun
Eagan token
Holms in a cinema
Shooting joker
Roper through my neck
That's the only head im giving
I swear i prefer women
Like i like music
Better if its mixed
I'm so high my alt meters not sea
I got that food for entropy
You might f*ck on my bitch
But im f*cking your momma
Rockin k-mart sweats it looks designer
Taking my hellish plays to the next level
F*cking in a hellish place, anal with the devil
I'll volunteer first before you put me in a hurst
You we're voluntarily crazy way before we looked to love
But you 'gon try to lie and say I caused it 'cuz you shook as f*ck
You in the gym getting cut like hannah's wrist
Those lines 13 reasons I'd be on your list
They mad at me for roasting the special kids
But i said i got some flame retardant lids
Spaz on the mic when i spit
Spitting on the mic like a spaz

I GOT RACKS, I GOT CASH
I GOT a REASON TO DANCE
I GOT RACKS, I GOT CASH
I GOT a REASON TO DANCE
I got everything i need,
Puffing weed, and touch her weave

Like dyslexic magician, you got a reason to Spell Check
C-h-e-c-k
Filing for a rebate
I'll be moving dough, shifting 4's
Close eryone down, bitch alt-f4
How many ways can
Buggin out need to mortein to stop me
Now you thinkin' this kids trash and corny
But your the one who took time to stalk me
So least you can do, is acknowledge whatcha gonna do.
Because im liable to walk up in a zoo
Epar the chimp and other animals too
And just say it wasn't me
Like trump isn't a nazi
And i don't got stacks
Cause i got stack
I got so many stacks
I got racks to hold my stacks
They stack racks, got so many stacks
I need racks to hold my stack racks
So i got stacks on racks on racks
Then i rap about it
So i got stacks on racks on racks on tracks.
But if you stack on a track and fall in trap about racks
Then your a syllable lyrical miracle individual