Flow better than browned butter!
These clowns stutter, I’m the crowned king of the sound in the gutter
That’s Myyrmäki, lines ain’t too crappy
Rhymes tight as lightning, this sighting would makes Zeus happy
Now you better choose who you’re rooting for
Because like Putin, I’m tooting war
The beat pauses and MC’s bars still wack
You ain’t getting any applause you getting clapped
These rhymes make your lines flat it’s best to call mercy
The mask, the snapback, the basketball jersey
All verse and instrumental, might a chorus come in handy?
K.D, don’t f#ck with my modus operandi
Too small ain’t my thing so double the sizing
Smash the game, I’m a thousand kilo weight
Audience lose their mind, be like “Daamn, Niilo slayed!”
Yall shoulda picked mercy
Woo!
I burn the competicion like incense
I’m on the mission like campers: getting in tents
Wave mics around like mac-10s
The only A I got in class is absence
Just smoked a joint the size of a flaccid p#n#s
Antto here to spark it, the free guitarhead
Reeks like the flea market farted
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