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letra de xenomorph - savan depaul

[verse 1]
it’s like they always said- murdering the instruments
repenting for it- to hell i was sent for it
i am talking to you with a microphone
on a night alone, i strike alone
i am the ruler of these homophones
so hear me here- i take two words, too
my iq is proof that i shadily burn you
i’m busting thru your planet too
my lyrics are overdue
we overthrew the present clowns that are controlling you
so you can hear infinite sk!ll that really k!lls
sk!ll that makes you unveil a 16 at will
so get it bursting like a rocket
hypoxic, shocking
watch it- it be dangerously toxic
lyricism for the sake of lyricism
and a bit of homage to xenomorphs- some recognition
so don’t be manic
don’t get in a panic
‘cuz after we am-ss, we’ll go beyond this whole planet!

[interlude]
“is this gonna be a stand-up fight, sir, or another bug hunt?”
“right, right…”
“we’d better get back. cuz it’ll be dark soon, and they mostly come at night. mostly…”

[verse 2]
yo
i have infinite sk!ll- i’m unbounding
an iq like eye kyu (thyme, it’s time!)
my mind’s profounding
quarrel with a quasar- i’m quietly quaking
quenching my never ending thirst- mine for the taking
backbreaking, earth shaking, and nerve-wracking
attack with a bat if you’re blatantly burner-packing
subtracting b-st-rds fast as math cl-ss rappers
evict a musician regardless of your stature
so go and be a mafioso
i’m a supreme virtuoso
i don’t need a promo, so…
rapper, get the message that it’s impressive
aggressively besting these jesters if they’re testing
now, let’s start the lesson
capabilities that i have received
and in that, believe- don’t try to deceive
what did we tell you about the sins that you commit?
missile lyricist
it’s more than an instant hit…

[interlude]
“well, that’s great. that’s just fuckin’ great, man. now what the fuck are we supposed to do? we’re in some
real pretty shit now, man!”
“are you finished?”
“that’s it, man. game over, man. game over, what the fuck are we gonna do now…. what are we gonna do?”
“maybe we can build a fire, sing a couple of songs, huh, how about we try that!”
“we better get inside. cuz it’ll be dark soon…”

[verse 3]
i think you must retire back to the asylum
i’m an outlier- a completely different phylum
don’t need reefer or crack either
i’m a rare creature rapping like i consume nothing but ether
i’m savan christopher depaul, the odd child
you’ve never seen me on a track spitting all wild
for a while, i wanted to be different
until i brainstormed and came with shit so sick
man, i never had the sedge or had the cess
fuck that- it’s not the best
i’d rather be unique and stand above the rest
that’s why i could give you 8 bars (a simple verse), take charge
and with it, create mars
and after that, head for the triangulum
strangle him and from the nearest pulsar i’ll dangle him
snatch the galaxy’s center and blow him open
make a p-ssageway to find the next dimension glowing!

[outro]
(*laughter*)
this has been a compound x production
thank you…for listening
goodnight…ha ha ha…yep…

“get away from her, you b-tch!”

- savan depaul

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