Yo user, spit somethin' abstract.
Yo user, spit somethin' abstract
I never sleep
cuz sleep is the cousin of death
word to yo sexy ass daddy
Slippery slippery
Check the delivery
Abstract lyricism is an excuse for artists to say nonspecific things in an attempt to reach as many people possible instead of actually reflecting on their own lives or the world we live in.
Lyricism is like film making, in "show, don't tell"
Hi
Die
Bye
Open your third eye
See the patterns
My view is birds eye
Up in yo bitches cavern
fuck Trump
Kill whitebois
uhh nigga fuck Trump
Uhh nigga fuck Trump
He hate black niggas
He evil, Donald Hitler
Fucking white people I hate them
I just signed up for unemployment
Uhhh fuck Trump
Back from the dead I call that a resurrection
Bars so hard I give pensioners erections
This isn't abstract
Young Savage, why you bartering substantial?
i've developed a dependency on misanthropic tendencies
spitting black bile to a beat with no identity
for a cursed heredity, i get along acceptably
when bitches look at me they get a total hysterectomy
...
for sale: yo dick
never used
Here drinking liquor on Sup Forums on sunday
Your girlfriend's here and she says im funny
We fuck in the back of her dad's old Jeep
I don't buy condoms cause I'm too cheap
My dick is bigger than anyone's penis
I make em wet like Hurricane Katrina
I think you're dreaming when you say that you could see her
Cause this ho only fucks with this drug dealer
might be the worst lyrics i've ever read
start my career like a car wreck
im flippin bricks like a tech deck
*BURSTS IN AN DOES A VAPORWAVE KEYTAR SOLO DOODLE DEE DOO*
top kek
I am on a plane of higher existence
Thanks for listening
Sonic christening
Clam you down like ritalin
Everybody's crazy, down right Deleuzian
I'ma put the uzi in
Blam pow we shootin' em
In the neck like a Wu-Tang Clan
OK OK OK OK OK OK
I read this in Andy Milonakis's voice
I want someone with a stick and a gun
to force me to change and start to live life
I want to tell my family that I want to give up
I will always be a giant loser
I will always be a giant loser
I will always be a stupid gay faggot loser
A B C D E F G
LET ME FUCK THIS LITTLE TREE
H I J K L M N
I THINK I JUST SAW EMINEM
t. Someone who lacks critical thinking
scooby doo blues clues 96 the 69
i collide the ice cream scoop scope
scarecrow rope home 42 plenty jews
i got the 3 i be the 4 7 just next door
1 through 15 rooms in ward
pick pocket president world score board
NOW IF I BLEACH THIS MODEL
All these methods need implemented yeah call me abstract
Every permutation group is an isomorphism to a simple finite abelian group yeah call me abstract
ancient kung fu dick like shamu
i think thats tell dont show dummy
BIG DOLLAZ BIG BITCHES BOI IM BALLIN LIKE A PIMP
MY BITCH SO FINE SHE LIKE THE GOOD YEAR BLIMP
The black hole is black like a nigga
And vacuous like our culture
And it sucks like my bitch
Smoking on a blunt of that agriculture
This flo ain't got no mo way 2 go
If it did fa sho dat promo go slo
Ta go flo it's so n so wait till 2mo
So bro Dat yogo go choco some mo
NOW LOOK AT THIS MODEL
THAT I JUST FOUND
WHEN I START TO PREACH
GET READY TO BLEACH
my relationship's dyin quick like a jar of flies
the things you sayin are damn true lies
spreadin em around like Ashkenasi ashes
makin me so hard, finna bust on Anne Frank's eyelashes
Yes, Lord
I took your momma to Yard House
I took her to Yard House
I took your momma to Graystone
We got in with no problems
I bought us tickets to Keith Sweat
It was live at Pechanga
Look, I took your momma to Oxnard
We went surfin' on longboards
Like I hopped on the stage
I hopped off the stage
And got right on the plane
I know it's a tent
But I'm bringin' out Dre
I'm bringin' out K
I'm bringin' out TIP
I'm lookin' 3 Stacks in the face
I'm with the Free Nationals, what more can I say?
This shit is a trip
Lemonade, Lemonade, baby I'm faithful
What more can I say?
I'm fuckin' the flesh light to cope with the pain
What more can I say?
She staring and wavin' (git!)
I'm lookin' the other way
My mind on my paper, I don't like to slay her
But she Asian and thick so I might have to slay
(Grrrrraah!)
Chop suey for the sidepiece, sushi for the main
(Git)
Look how far we came
Tequila with the lime
(Wow)
Ginger with the taste
I waited, I waited, I waited (git!) I waited
I waited, I waited, I waited, I waited
I got in line (Grrrrraah!)
I did some records with Dre
I got my feet in the game
In one year I changed it
You nigga's is late (Hiiigh!)
My son is amazin', he look Korean but he dance like MJ
He only in Pre-K, this... (Grrrrrrah!, git, heyyy)
>We rock the stage like Rock 'n' Roll
>Got more soul than a sock with a hole
>Hit the stage with a goal:
>To have the game locked in a cage, gettin' shocked with a pole.
I wrote it myself. Whatchu guys think?