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letra de babbling brook - timmy probably

[verse]
i got the world in my hands
giving continental handshakes
pattycake
pattycake
holy sh-t earthquake
i don’t know my strength
i didn’t but you learn things
deposit from my word bank
i earn thanks
out of the box i turn crates
i curve straits
i percolate with dirt and rage
i terminate the worst of traits
i urinate the perpetrates
i saturate the criminals with lyricals i dribble out my lips
verbally, i burn stakes

this is a hyperbolic representation of my abilities
a silly symphony of villainy
timothy’s busily sk!llfully using similies
pregnant with knowledge thanks to my fertility
bridge i cross is rickety
rather cross the line
and get people p-ssed at me
atheistic christening
dark but still glistening
talk too much for listening
venomous gentleman and the snakes never hiss at me
advanced asymmetry
so change the rhyme scheme
put caps on my knees
dangerous time fiend
my periods don’t bleed
call me average
i mean
exceeding medians
if you don’t get the math jokes you never had an a
lime bean
blimey
defying
physics gavel
kuz i dabble in traveling in a one man pack
short in numbers but i ground my stance
i f-cked that up
but it didn’t sound that bad
speed around that track
i’m cool as sh-t like frozen p–p
exposing truth
they lie to you
a potent youth
imposing views
eroding blues, now show some tooth
wraith chasing, everchanging, trailblazing
i’m so crazy
you can taze me
it won’t phase me
crank the lever til its on
phase me
if you wanna stun the m-sses give em shock value
that’s bar codes on lightning
i’ll slip on my owl shoe
kuz i want a smart soul
found you
kuz you lost it
my salad, don’t toss it
just kiss it
that’ll do
ride it like a saddle do
chase me like a shadow do
psycho straight from shadaloo
verses you can rattle to
between shaking and rolling
give me rhythmic att-tude
a balanced dude who’s hot like candle food
too fly
for boarding crafts
hope you’re
recording that
in case
i go too fast
don’t need
a sorting hat
i’m deemed
a lord of rap
work hard
ch-r-s intact
you can’t
ignore the facts
complex
like h-rny math
get it?
kuz its hard
and i’m smart like dorks in cl-ss
protect you like endorphins can
blacker than an orphans past
not supporting that
my words are worth a fortune man
i’m wordsworth with a scorching tan

[verse 2]
puns for days
puns for days
punchin lames, it’s fun n games
’til i lose my lunch to fakes
discussing fame
i’m buzzing mane
burning lakes
churning dames
reversed my fate to save the day
regurgitate amazing phrases
earnestly tenacious
face it or hate it
brain is inflated and can’t be weighted down
rephrasing the same sh-t
always get the crowd to say wow
don’t say i’m on my way down
cause all i see is faith now
leaped over it
i clover it
but don’t need luck to astound
a big crowd or a small one
a trip, but never falling
sicker than sinus in pollen
if you rap i’m grabbin your belongings
i aim high like a tall gun
so deep sometimes i fall in
not every body gets the message but thanks for callin

b-tch

- timmy probably

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