SoulSzn – End of the World Cypher 2020 Paroles

End of the World Cypher 2020 – SoulSzn Paroles

There are many rappers around who have tried to best me (yes!)

They want the secret sauce, well here's a recipe (wow!)

Step number one, melt some butter in your saucepan (melt!)

Add flour, brown sugar, milk, and some salt, man (damn!)

Stir it all together till it is dummy thicc and bubbling (ooh!)

This is the treat for which the rap game is groveling (yuh!)

Pour this mixture into a sturdy baked pastry shell (yum!)

It's hot just like my bars, yeah if you beef it's steak in hell (damn!)

Now the time has come for some meringue up in yo face (yeah!)

First, beat your egg whites like I beat Scarface (tony!)

Slowly beat in sugar and some cream of tartar too (ooh!)

I make delicious treats, you make garbage stew (bish!)

Add all your meringue on top of the filling (wow!)

Next is the step that all the hotties are shilling (fye!)

Put it all in the oven with the temp at 350 (yuh!)

It will be delicious unlike anyone who diss me (boom boom!)

2020 vision

My rhymes dope as nuclear fission

I'm fishing for words, letters and verbs (Haven't you heard?)

I'm stuck in the corner, losing my religion

This verse demands your attention

It's the end of the world as we know it

So I let go of all my foes and feel heroic

But what do you suppose I'm supposed to do?

Stuck up in my room, left without a clue

Luckily, I got the homies in my Genius crew

So let's look back at the year in review

R.I.P. to Malcolm, he turned our world blue

Oy vey, how time flew, so I say "adieu" to a Jew

Next up to bat, another member of the tribe

Got up and dropped the Toosie Slide

A couple loosies on the side, it's a vibe

Great music keeps coming in a slow rush

I had to brush my teeth with all the apples that I eat

People stopped in the street when Fiona dropped her masterpiece

But no discussion would be complete without RTJ, Freddie G or Kenny Beats

So many new duos debuting, got critics rave reviewing

It makes me wonder what the Alchemist has brewing

But that concludes with my ballyhoo-spewing

If you ever need to reach me, you know what I'll be doing

You can find me on the Hooch, drinking hooch and canoeing

All these chains got me freezin'

It's a cypher, we teaming

And these bars I'm releasing

They don't have any meaning

Annotations are useless

So they won't be included

2020, the New Age

Fixing cubes, call me Rubik

I didn't write anything

But there was nothing in between verses 3 & 5

So pretend this goes hard

Free Bluu Free Mikey blustery for mod Pay Merlyn

I ought to bring the illest (Shittiest) bar in the house

2020 get the fuck away, people be in rouse

Say we gon' be doing the Cypher

I say hell nah I be playing as Cypher (Valorant)

Been a tough year, the world would be a better place

If the cops would be color blind, tie your shoelace

Don't you dare step on people's face

Folks out there tryna get out the box

Keep your up-votes in the dox

Proved my point, I make the poopiest bars

Elon be sending the SpaceX the the Mars

Ya'll be changing the diaper

Peace out, I be laying the traps like Cypher, yo!

Beginning imminent winning with premature grinning

The whole world is on fire, and my verse is the kindling

Release heat when I bequeath my pen to these sheets

My pen the utensil? Or what hangs to the soles of my feet?

Y'know, the same one she suck when I wanna go skeet

And after that I use to make her sex drive deplete

Nah nigga it's both, cuz I be fuckin the beat

My tool raps run ya brain like school athletes

I shed light so you can see what's built when I'm done

Cuz I promise I ain't reference skeet just to talk about cum

Or not even to talk about how yo girl think I'm the one

But to really show you niggas how the game is my sons

Exploring your girl like I'm Vasco da Gama

And she was traded, don't want no drama

Writing bars that got touched by Midas

That you're judging through your bias

Easing throught the track back-to-back

So many lines going your way that it's hard to track

Scoring hits like I'm Cristiano

If this was a real verse the track would score 10/10 in Fantano

Channeling my inner self in lyrics

While going through you, forensics

This verse got you trying to find the Charles Peirce

These lines are full of controversy, I'm a problematic Prince

Making that bread like I'm from Aljubarrota

Bippity-boppity-boo

I just want 2022

Any bars I would write are fucking shit

So I'll just post some PolitikZ

I'm a spiritual lyrical individual

Spiritual miracle lyrical individual

Spiritual miracle individual

Skippin' and flippin' and dippin'

And skippin' and flippin' and dippin'

The illest, the killest, the skill of the willest

I'm the realest, I'm the realest

I'm bringin' real hip hop back, don't you ever forget it

Fuck Lil Wayne and the government's corrupt

Fuck the government 'cause I don't give a fuck

I'm the realest in the game 'cause I'm underground

And fuck that mainstream shit 'cause I don't give a fuck

I'm a spiritual lyrical miracle

Lyrical spiritual illest of miracle lyricals

Flippin' and dippin' and skippin'

Alright, I done sat back…

Safe and sound like a hazmat

Navigating this catastrophic battle rap

Y'all soundin' like some kinda poetry slam brat pack

But I digress…

Burn the pen, grab my backpack

Ready the molotovs, rockin' a black mask

Hit city hall widda blowtorch and a spray can

Then I'm out-the-door like a flat tax

Nah, for real tho, where you at-at?

Protesting hate crimes from the Slack chat?

Ain't no change gonna come when you stand back…

To the culture that's a back stab

Only mofo here with balls enough is YeahTim

Bars so hard the 'Luminati probly tryna grab him

Now Genius wanna act like a multi-cultural grab bag

But when the shit hits the fan is you still a fan, man?

As for the rest of y'all…

New figures just new figures, don't get involved

Unless you want a clapback…

Three hundred stacks

Yeah, it's the end of the world so I don't have long

Yeah, it's the end of the world so I don't have long

I'm with my girl and I'm puttin' her on

To that new ish, that trill ish (Yes, sir)

Keeping' it clean for the kids (Heck yeah)

Not my kids, just the kids in general

I'm big with the wits and I'm big on my spiritual (Thank you, God)

This verse is a journey and it's straight off the dome

No Weekend at Bernie's, this ish is woke

Yelling “Black Lives Matter” til' the white folks know

I'm white but I've never done Coke

Pepsi either, it's all about that H2O

What if I rhymed something with orange?

Can't even think over this loud door hinge

Wait, I just rhymed something with orange

My mom just texted me about some flooring

Man, this verse is kinda boring

How many of y'all are snoring?

Don't be sleeping, we don't have long

It's the end of the world, man, we don't have long

If today was the last, would you even listen to this song?

Or would you be thinking about all you did wrong?

Don't wait until tomorrow to make peace, do it today

Another day isn't promised, the end of the world is on the way

Don't you hate when your phone changes "otw" to "On the Way"?

My phone did that to me the other day

One sounds like you're in the shower and the other sounds like you're almost there

But who cares, just spend time with your people, try to be aware

That today could be the last, we might no have long

I ran out of things to rhyme with long

Semi-cleverly at least

This verse is over, I never claimed I was a beast

This shouldn't be a political statement, but I don't mess with the police

(This beat is fire)

(Probably)

Corona, climate change, the world is ending

But none of those as deadly as the bars I'm sending

I want all the smoke here, from 'hat, mod, or ed

I'm a slice of pizza while you just a flatbread

Red, bright, tasty, delicious marinara sauce

So if you're feeling bold its not me you should cross

And my dressing? It's greasy so please don't slip

Because I won't help you up if you fall and trip

Even when I'm writing this I have a migraine

But I'm still gonna pop out so tuck yo chain

Used to Understand Rap but I've since grown

And I think that's a wrap, peace and watch the throne

Yo, I'm dropping all the names in these bars like Jay-Z

Y'know these motherfuckers are still driving me crazy

Locked inside there's nowhere to hide in my pain

So all I can do is sit in pride and stare at the rain (yeah)

To stop my brain from taking a blade to me

It's got me confessin' that my eyesight is'l hazy

But who can blame me when I just want to be free

Deeper into depression, I've become another roped-in suffocatee

So sick I'm convinced my demons tryna lift me from the sea

Drowning in this – I'm a fucking Titanic and the Iceberg is my creed

I don't really know how to write a verse, so I'ma write what I'm feeling

This year has been crazy off the chain

People everywhere protesting that Black Lives Matter

Police are acting like they don't care about people's rights

The Coronavirus kept me in lock down and quarantine for three months

I swear I almost went crazy worrying over the news and the cases

And all of the people dying

And then the police killed George Floyd and everything went off the chain

I'm just trying to get back to my fam on Genius, and get back to what I love doing

Everything that's happening right now got me so worked up

I don't even watch the news anymore

I just gave all of my worries to God

And put everything in His hands

I'm not gonna worry about what's going on anymore

Just remember Black Lives do Matter

And justice for George Floyd

Alright that's all i can come up with

Peace fam, and thanks for the welcome backs!

I'm a lyrical spiritual miracle individual

Rapping subliminal criminal rhymes to you

Drown you like a swimming pool

Well pronounced multi syllables

Kill and pillage a villager killing pillager filling it with killing and pillaging ill rapper

Lyrical spiritual miracle individual

End of the world cypher

Dick swiper, sick typer, click riper

Sick dick flicks with brick piping mad dick

Cocaine imported, sell bricks to buy a fucking house

Coke illegally exported, blow you out of the water like the coral reef exploded

Throw a coke in the oven, call that baking soda

Coka cola motorola hola

So chronic, flow robotic, go so fast I mow the lawn and

Ancient rhymer robotonic full personic pull robotic

So much bombs go faster than rammadan and farrakhan

Let me tell you how I feel right now/

I don’t worry bout the deal right now/

Head still high/

Because I’ve been taught how to get by/

In rough times/

Problems are at their prime/

But don’t mind/

Soon it’ll all be fine/

These mexican lessons/

Truly are a blessing/

Because I don’t know what I would do without them/

During all this mayhem/

I’m a proud chicano/

Big Mexico – Americano/

Took the best of both sides/

It resides/

All inside/

My big mind/

Speak the language, broken by the schools/

Mix the spanglish, spoken by the foos/

I’m a vato, tried hard not to be a cholo/

Don’t need a gang I’ll be fine solo/

And I don’t cry no mo/

Pops said I gotta be a man, so I show no/

Single tear/

I cannot have fear/

In this world that’s so big/

You’ll snap if you’re a twig/

Altered Fiction, that means we live reality/

And it’s very scary, far from normality/

So most of the time I do have fear/

I saw a man on the corner with a sign saying that the end is near/

Screaming loud “it’s the second coming!”/

Shouting “Why aren’t y’all running?”/

Because I ain’t afraid/

I done made/

It thru 2012/

Plus I done pushed through all by myself/

It can’t be the apocalypse now/

If it is, well, hell, I’m pretty proud/

I’m proud of what I’ve done/

And awards, I maybe never won/

But deep down I still know I’m the best/

And I don’t need no test/

As some proof of my skill/

Cuz I’m ill/

Always thrill/

Have no chill/

With a will/

Like that of a warrior that kills/

For his land, but I feel/

What B-Real/

Said back in Cypress Hill/

That something hard you can’t

Understand/

Is how someone just can/

Kill a man/

Killing one another/

Leave behind their mothers/

Make sisters and brothers/

Care for each other/

It’s really all madness/

Pleasures become sadness/

Nights are at their blackest/

Careful when you open your eyes, it can turn your mind to fragments/

Reality check I’m not trippin/

The homies, eses, boolin, crippin/

I can tell their sanity slippin/

See it in their eyes holding back tears from drippin/

They laugh it off, say it’s just the hood/

I live there too, so i understood/

What can make a man kill/

Survival, the world doesn’t stand still/

Just for anybody/

Life’s rocky/

And that’s what momma said/

She’s always telling me things that get to my head/

Helps free my mind of obscurity/

Even if I live far away from purity/

It’s dark outside, and don’t even got a flashlight/

But mami says I got one inside

And it shines very bright/

Plus I got everything else I need, right?/

You have great tasting meal/

And a home/

Distractions for good feels/

And a very smart dome/

Got 2 legs and two arms/

And a body that can withstand harm/

2 eyes so you can see/

True beauty that brings glee/

Straight to the eyes of the beholder/

And she says that I am the molder/

Of my life/

I can cut through all the evil just like a knife/

Maybe more/

Like a sword/

Though I miss my innocent days with dinosaurs/

Way before/

I knew the lore/

Of the poor/

And I once was the lord/

Of daydreams, all aboard/

A trip to la-la-land/

Is all I want, but right now I stand/

My feet are planted on the soil of real life/

And know I realize/

Even with ghetto eyes/

That we don’t need to fear, cuz we’ll fly/

Be just like butterflies/

What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger, so even though you might agonize/

Recognize/

That it’s what makes one beautiful, so glamorize/

Minimize/

The worries/

Life will pass you by in a hurry/

So just live, laugh, and love/

Do all of the above/

Because there’s beauty in the struggle/

It comes in a bundle/

Don’t forget, stay humble/

And you might trip, and you might tumble/

Because I swear that you won’t crumble/

So just take it from me/

And this is just a little thing I did for free/

It's funny how life can almost knock you out like One Punch Man

As personal trauma meets the turmoil: the mix is frightening

And you can sit and laugh when Open Mike Eagle says it

But I challenge you to do the same when kids are trembling

So educate yourself, take love off the shelf

And above all, never be a clone: be yourself

Even though you're not Zanardi, you should pick a lane

The one that makes things simpler, that takes them off their pain

BLM should have taught you one main thing

That the weakest person can still make a difference

So, apply it to your mind, let it heal

Until the only Corona you will fear, it will be Miz

You're sick and tired of believing your lies, I know

You've fled away too many times from your past, I know

But if a flower can still grow through the cars

Then we can get saved, let be healed from our scars, I know

Hampered is pampered, trampling the tampered

Rappers scampering while I hammer the campers

These wack raps be blastin' back like these Mack's are taken aback

A black jack plaque on top of the Nit Nack Shack

Lyricism splatters the dapper master slacker as I kill him like a cadaver disaster

Pack it up pudding I'm putting my footing on the gas

As I harass the class with forecasts of raining glass on the Sassafras

I'm clashing with trash in the mass of mass as I splash like Nash

Through the brash grass I pummel you all playing Super Smash

These rhymes steady deadly as Shelly is already ready with the machete

In the Serengeti sweaty and jetty as it rains confetti

When's this verse gonna end? I'm condemned with friends as my evil extends

I recommend you defend before I descend and pretend to ascend to your content

Alright this lasted too long I'm past the past and at last I have finished my sermon

As I'm hypodermic like Uma Thurman

Woah, can't wait to hear the beat drop

Woah, rock-a-bye baby with a treetop (Let's go, let's go)

You'll never be my heir, even if you eavesdrop

Keep butchering my name, then work at a meat shop

Got a traphouse in my treetop (Woah)

Used to pump work like a Reebok (Woah)

B. Simone ain't got no choices

Now she work 9-5's and get exploited

DaBaby fuckin' hoes and poppin' pills, he must feel like a rockstar

Well, don't get arrested again, you silly mobster (Ayy)

Woah, can't wait to hear the beat drop

Woah, rock-a-bye baby with a treetop (Let's go, let's go)

Yeah I'm big ballin', that's why I'm well endowed (Hey)

And that's how you kill the remix to a remix for Wild 'N Out (Ayy)

This is the shit that will take my fuckin' mind back

I ain't from down under but know this some suicide rap

You think that you hard but in a fight you hide fast

Say you got a drum, something like a hihat

You fuckin' know that I cap, greatest of the century

Try hit me with that gat, shots be what you send to me

Bitch, I send it back-back, you in last-last

I get a stack-stack, show my dad what he coulda' had

Aimin' for ya' snapback, 187 on the street

All the bars that I spat, hommy all over the beat

Pull up with the gang and you fuckin' know we delete

When I'm fuckin' done people start callin' me Mikami

Bitch I know you want me gone, you wish that I was a stain

But your wish is my command, might go and splatter my brain

I might go and pull up to your house and bang

Bitch, I think I died back in 2008

Don't go outside, that's where you found the pain

Fuck those who state that the new sound they hate

You think you the illest, you think you the best

My lyrics the realest, leave you in distress

I been tellin' you, why you ain't be gettin' it?

I’m a demon hiding among civilians

Y’all too fucked up so to that you oblivious

I ain't a hero, burn the Enchiridion

Chew you up, don't spit you out, soon become like a Kakuja

Bitch, now I've evolved, look at past me, what is wrong with ya?

I know you ain't believe in me, but I think I'll astonish ya

Got a fuckin' crowd around, sorta like a moshpit does

Look, I'm only half Ghoul but your girl's still gotta eat

In one way I'm like Kaneki, I'm thinkin' "What is wrong with me?"

Something like a prodigy, I'm rulin' shit but not a queen

Please don't get me on a beat 'cause I will murder, honestly

Thought it was a straight shot to the paragon

But daring 20 squared? I think I'd better not

Was staring at this cube intensely with an arrogance

But trapped in these four walls are dark and scary thoughts

I'll count on one hand the good times of 2020

Just one more finger to flip off the pork and sentries

The lucky numbers up for "good and plenty"

We're taking to these streets before we eat the gentry

I feel stuck inside an inverted world that's all deep sixed

Whose tenets change as frequently as that one guy from apprentice did

It's stranger things and stranger day to day what the feeling is

It's the 12th hour so don't mind the inconveniences

There're many reasons why this year caused so much grief

Maybe one to four that gave me moments to reprieve

But fuck the minutes, take a minute to appreciate the streets

That's my 16. Covid can fuck off, and fuck the police

This year has me tearin' my hair out

'Cause the government does not seem to care 'bout

The people over which it rules

Instead it uses its tools

To fuck the world up, the most for minorites

Depending on color, people are made different levels of priorty

And I don't want to be some white savior

But I personally disaprove of the orange bastard's behavior

Towards people of color and about this thing called covid

He had the oppurtunity to slow it

Instead he sat back and said "Fuck it, let's see where this goes"

And now he's got it, I hope that he knows

That most don't give a fuck if her recovers

Because he's the cause of death of our sisters and brothers

He had some info

And instead of using it he told the smart people "You don't like my plan, then go"

Problem is, the plan he spoke of was nonexsintent

I fucking hate you donald, I said it and I meant it (Fucking Bitch)

My first verse out in the open and I'm ready to spread it

Like patient zero, not knowing shit's about to get tragic

You were acting tough but I called your bluff, son

And now you're closed inside, are you bunkered or locked down?

But karma came at your door fast like Ramadan

Now you're breathing heavy like you ran a marathon

So just mask up, people, like we're gonna make a heist

The reward is worth it cause we talking bout your life

And you parent's, your grandmas', your grandpas' and cousins'

You don't think about it, but you maybe killed a dozen

Going to that party or that rally instead of protectin'

Your family from infection, i hope we're connectin'

Like a Zoom call in which you're not paying attention

All you care about is TikTok, tweets and mentions

Don't inject the disinfectant and don't drink the bleach!

I never imagined this was something that they had to teach

But if you trust that man i guess that's not his fault, is it?

Natural selection's about to pay you a visit

The flow so exquisite, smooth and sophisticated

Makes you wonder if your favorite rapper could have made it

And there is no debating that the kid is ill, he has it

Like one of the parties got COVID and chose to scrap it

Did it dawn on you or you still think you're winning?

Your fanbase is shrinking more and more every minute

Even though the news don't cover it or try to smother it

Like the cop did to George Floyd, knee on esophagus

The resistance is strong and not done with it

And you know they're immune to your fucking rhetoric

End of the world cypher

Rhymes so sharp that will just slice up your fibers

Your Highness, with the lyrics you have to decipher

Broadening horizons, the view has never been wider (Out!)

I used to rap, idols in my mind

Lecrae and all those he reached

Now I found my rhyme scheme

And the theme of my life is sad boring love stories

I’m trying to sing, but I wish I could sing like Ed or Craig

I wish the green thumb didn’t mess with my insecurity

I wish I had a girl

Still missing her, while I’m hating her

So many people around me

I’m bound to ground one eventually

When you see me, what do you see

I’m being myself, everything I don’t wanna be

That’s why I can’t believe myself in my dreams

Its shallow but deeper than you’re ever gonna get

I’m trusting God internally

Sometimes it feels like insanity

There’s a lot on my chest, less than most

I wanna just vent, but don’t wanna offend, or cause the pain I hate

I’m tired of the politics

I wish the NBA and NFL would stop and play ball

Wish people would research their heroes

BLM, and Jesus wasn’t white, but I’m tired of the same old record playing

I’ve heard it all, I’m a white man, I don’t know anything anyway

Look at the facts, listen to Chuck

Use the right names for your cause

I’m praying for Kanye 2020, but no one ‘ill know who got my ballot

I’m a pretty peaceful guy, I have my convictions

They’re stronger than the pain of the earth

But I’m not stepping on your toes

I believe in Jesus, and that He has standards that I couldn’t reach

So He reached for me, so we can both stop stretching

End of the world is coming

Wish I had someone to watch “All the Stars” with

Ima listen to Powfu as the world ends

Wonder if the King’ll let me bring my headphones with me

And I just realized I'm verse 23

Michael is the king, and I'm just being me

I love some, for no reason at all

AN dothers I hate for nothing

Will you buy my CD if I deliver it?

Or is it all over? Am I God?

Or is He controlling the ride

Cause I don't like the highs and dives

I just wanna be high, above those who hate me for me

At the end of the world

What's the last thing I've seen?

It's been masks up and down

Masks up and down

What has the world came to?

We fight over this, fight over that

It isn't fair, stop the fights

Nothing's ever right anymore

Close the damn door

And don't fight anymore

We're gonna go masks up (masks up)

And then masks down (masks down)

Pixie out (Lee's out)

I'm quick with the knife so they callin' me Yuri

I called up yo girl asking for some paizuri

Dont roll wit the snitches my friends ain't the jury

If someone start testin' they gon' feel my fury

Pull up in the phantom

Goin' ghost on ya girl like she a random

Came on the beat, spat the fire like Natsu

Flame ain't goin' out, Amaterasu

They askin "JP when yo shit gonna drop?"

Dont know but this shit gonna stop the clock (Za Warudo)

Im a hot nigga like Bobby Shmurda

King of the sharks like my bitch is Gawr Gura

Im the king of the world, they can't stop me

I write my rhymes, like kakashi they copy

Whats good

Hi, I’m back for a cameo that nobody asked for

I burst back from the underworld and right through the cracked floor

But I’ll probably be going back because I’m not surprised

These stupid crackers out here arguin like they want us to die

I told ya’ll it was the end of the fuckin universe but we starting in layers

So the Earth’s gotta go first, start departing with prayers

Even when you vote our leaders in the same department of traitors

Old white narrow minded views slash compartment dictators

Divided segregationist america, but everyone else defends it

Everyone complains about the parties but no one votes for the independents

Hillary Clinton didn’t care she used african americans to get some numbers

Kamala Harris boosted her career and locked up innocent weed carriers

Donald Trump’s the worst; he started the purge like big game hunters

Downplayed coronavirus and separated families over him needing barriers

Biden is sniffing necks and when it comes to sex it sounds like he prefers his fans

And Mike Pence is a piece of shit who should be locked in a conversion camp

I don’t care if you don’t wanna hear me so pardon me

But I’d rather have our U.S. President be Cardi B

Fantasize her ass on my face while she fart on me

Woman At Power positions getting me to party deep

Tho to be fair would she be any better? Well I don’t know

But I’d prefer her over Kanye West committing voter fraud in Idaho

God's face

Been had writers block for a minute

Hard to get this shit up off my chest with all of this in it

So i stay smoking till my head hurting

And I sip till that shit be spinning

2020 really fucked me up

Put a stump in where i was supposed to be

Got me kinda fuckin stuck

Be living off unemployment hope this stuffs enough

Smoking blunt by blunt

Taking front by front

Ain't tryna flip a pack

The way i smoke the shits a drag

Im always stoned im always last

Too far gone to call me back

You ain't ever gonna see my ass

I'll give you smoke

I'll beat your ass like I'm your dad

So shut your mouth or ima treat you bad

Shit I'll fuck yo mom all up in your house

Shit, on yo bed

Bitch on your couch I'll bust on it then I'll break her mouth

I guess the drought of my bars ran out

I got it flowing like a fountain out the spout

All i need is a stacked account a thick old bitch and a brand new house

Hopefully 2021 got that shit for me

If not I mIght start lashing out

Covid got you stuck? Are you down on your luck?

I’ll remind you why, it’s cause society sucks

Biden and Trump should just be biting their tongues

I'm biding my time until a better candidate comes

The end of the world came right out of left field

Since the feds didn't tend to the ills which left many men killed

It was their intention to kill

By depressing stressors meant to leave us mentally ill

Like covid forcing seniors on respirators

Or Chauvins employed to murder Floyds and Taylors

When we’re croaking it’s clear they want us choking

From a boot or a noose, but know that no king rules

Only emperors with no clothes, that is

Except for red-tie suits blue uniforms and white robes

How the fuck you gon disrespect me? (How?)

Others have tried and failed to best me (Nope)

I got the sticks all around my house so don't contest me (Brr)

All these bad bitches gon' try to impress me

I'm on top of the game like Giannis

No one can top me, lets be honest

Always said I'm gonna make it, I promise

But I'm not LeBron, so lemme change the topic

2020, bars at half capacity

For poetaster rappers that's a massive scale tragedy

A minor inconvenience if you've honed this shit to mastery

Imitation, the sincerest form of battery

The world is shattering and so we have a cypher

Pepper Keenan, Philip H. Anselmo, I'm a lifer

And while I'm here I got something to say

Unless your name Elena don't be talkin' 'bout Drakes

You ain't clappin', you just yappin'

You're an actor and a fibber

You ain't blastin', you rehashin'

'Cause you're strapless like a slipper

You ain't with a, gun or a knife, it's apparent you just talkin'

Instead you'd run for your life like it's a marathon in Boston

You drop bars like an amateur robber

Man, get the fuck off the mic, this ain't amateur hour

You better, carry some power, I'm the man of the hour

24/7 man, your clan gets devoured

I'm always making fast plays like I'm Derek in Scour

I hope you're preparing to cower in the manner of cowards

'Cause I'm mechanical, an animal, malevolent prowler

I'm a cannibal, I'll fry you like a death metal growler, corpse

Ayy, it's Entendreyy

Bling blow the opps like Cartier

Their AK in my hands like André

I guess I'm a little bit late to the party—

Thirty-third verse, but that fazes me hardly (Ayy)

So where do I start? 2020 just sucks

The economy went "bang" with our bucks

And then there's the election, racism, and of course the pandemic

The politicians are corrupt, the oppression's systemic

We can't handle the virus, shout out to the medics, though

But we need a medic in the studio, RIP to my verse

Yeah, go get a doctor and a nurse

Bars so hot, these are my fireworks (Get it)

I got on the cypher and exploded

'Bout to go viral like COVID

This ain't "The Race," but if I ran, you'd be outvoted

Dayum! These lyrical skills are ascending

This cypher's lit, I'm excited to be attending

And this year, the world is actually ending

Half of these rappers be mad at me

Cuz I got bars like I'm locked up for assault and battery

Hit you till your liquids flow like a broken battery

Overloaded mental capacity scattering the mind and the matter, see

My boundaries haven't been found you see

I went from my ABCs to hearing "Ooh, heat"

And now you see I'm just goofing and using excuses

To write down some bullshit and spit it with some music, idk if i could use this over abused shit

I'm just goofy with a loose leaf I'm stupid

But I'll still take my shot like I'm cupid

Tell me who in this cypher's wanting more?

Half of them begging, I ain't saying they're poor

The other half talking on media starting wars

And I'm talking more than big when I kick in the door

What I'm saying is there's no life after death

When I caress the pen, its like a sharp knife and they bled

For the people with the feds that went right at my head

Y'all should've U-turned or drive to the left instead

But I give respect to the rappers that under six feet

Like X, Mac, Peep, Juice, and Malik B

I'll still stick to my roots and keep on swimming

In circles finding why these early legends leave

Meanwhile the pandemic and the elections under our skins

Giving us bad vibes forever all up in this jig

Everybody's something though and that is including the kids

So us adults, vote Election Day and let's finish our business

Why hello there, my name is Skitty

And I can guarentee this next verse will not be shitty

Whoever mentioned me in this, Thank you. Y’all got bars

Gotta up my penmanship to be mentioned amongst the stars

Benny the Butcher, Lauryn Hill, Kendrick Lamar

What black person surname Jackson ain't greatness just like Lamar

Running game insane, throws balls really far

He’s a Raven not a Birdie his stats are just sub par

And just like a raven I scavenge my competition

I prepare for my tests and you failed your emissions

Look, i tried my best, and this is what was made

So, yeah

Now we can all agree, 2020 was bad

George Floyd, forest fires, and we can't forget that

COVID-19's a pain in the glutes

And that's facts

Remember, this is the start of a decade

But, in this whole year, there were so many memories made

Not good ones, but bad ones, like, oh my days

M.I.A, I might just go insane because 2020 is a whole tragedy

Speaking of that, let's go back to verse 35

One line, it was about people who died

So, 2020 added onto that

And all I gotta ask is, just, why? (Why?)

Pop Smoke, Kobe Bryant, and even Gigi

The trio's in heaven now, I hope they can see me

And then, Mr. Chad

Now, that's some wicked crap

Oh, and there's Nip

Like, see? Why, 2020?

Wait, no, that was 2019

The fact we lost this much people is actually frightening

Now, we’re all on the edge of our seats, because it’s the end of the world

But not for me

Wait, i'm not done yet if you thought that

I don't have a tic, but i certainly got a tac

My real artist name is BoostJam, by the way

Oh, this verse? BoostJam wrote that

My flow too ill, might give you some corona

No, not Corona, I meant corona (Not beer)

My pockets fat, my pockets swollen

My pockets fat, my pockets swollen

Ok, actually, i'll be honest, i'm cappin'

But I am gettin' a PS5, yeah, that's happening

That's one good thing about 2020

Now, onto the next verse, I hope it's better

Yeah, 2020 is bad, but.. what about 2021?

(Why y'all gotta switch the beat on me like that?) (Aight)

Like Bakugo, I'm blasting you back, lil bro

I'm the Mad Max of mad raps

Baby and Thugger, you know I'm bad bad

But the third bad go to my girl, she got a fat ass

(sorry this a bad rap)

I put the shotgun to your head, I won't lie to you

The opposite of a turtle, I put the shells inside of you

Half and half, angry and rich, Sad Frosty, I'm a loner (B. Lou)

Imma king, got a sick crown on my head, I got the corona

Pop a perk and I get lazy

Blood leaking, I'm going brazy

Taxi Driving, pull it out on you quick and you get shot down

Pull up to your bando, like quarantine, put it on lockdown

Switch flows like my hoes change clothes

Suicide doors and i got my wrist froze

RIP Von, you know he ran that O block

Buy a new one if my phone drop, you know I let that thing blow

If you on my block, I'ma wipe your nose

No tucking my diamonds, Imma let it show

And I pull up with that ice from my head to my toes

I got your girl next to me taking edibles

He slippin her a roofie and she slippin to a doze

I didn't even touch her, I'm just being a gentleman

I am the plug, if you want it, I'm getting it

I got girls white as snow and some are brown as cinnamon

It's the end of the world

It's the end of the world

Shottas and 223s will end his world

Make him freeze then make him curl

Me and yo girl gonna take a whirl

I'm finna end her world

He is dead inna minute

His family gonna dread his ending

My lil bro be filming

Just to have proof that I drilled em

Lil Draco

Ok, i'm back for another round

Another round? No need, you're already knocked out

Knocked out, don't get that head knocked, like, ouu

Whatcha gonna do?

You already know that you messin with the crew

PGF that is, next thing you know

You'll be a part of it too, aye

Ayo, it's AJRogers, I'm sick of waiting, let's get straight in

Damn! Verse forty-two, let's fly this one through

I didn't even know if I could come this far, too

I'm coming to end this verse with a home run

Enough blabbering, let's get this shit done

Christmas is coming up, bitches, you know what time this is

I know this year's been vicious, but hey, I hope you have a wonderful Christmas

Everything's gonna be alright (right)

So, hopefully you see your loved ones in a starry gaze of lights

The festive season ain't the easiest time for some of y'all out there

Remember that anywhere there is the tender loving care

And that you too will hopefully become a millionaire

In this life, we live in of unfairness and despair

2025, might just drop an album

Might even go platinum if I have the fandom

Anyway, hopefully we get the vaccine and I get my degree

Verse forty-three, would y'all be the MC?

2020: embodying everything I feared for society

Why the fuck do the cops think they can kill a minority?

And the government hits new lows like they're all Limbo

Sick of seeing cries of "voter fraud!", might just go on airplane mode

And the whole country's paranoid, none of us can go outside

Well, we can, but why would we want to? Covid's at new heights

Might just listen to mxmtoon as we approach a new dawn

And as dusk rolls around, I still don't know what's going on

It's crazy, really, how many people lack common sense

Trying too hard to seek the truth and are more confused in the end

"It's Trump's fault!" "It's Biden's fault!" oh my god, shut up!

It's no one's fault that our year is so fucked

It's just small events leading up to right now

Our government's corrupt and ACB is a clown

But I'll just put on some lofi as the world burns down

It's the end of the world, man I swear this end of me

Choppa send him to heaven, have him feeling heavenly

If the cops pull us over, im running, no catching me

I heard he rapping, he good, but im better, B

Give a fuck what you think, im rapping a soliloquy

"Soul do it better" that's what yo girl said to me

Switching the flow up cuz it ain't no predicting me

Fuck, we got busted the opps hit the stash

Im a rap scholar, be rapping in class

He talk to the preacher, i talk to the cash

What the fuck is u chasing, if it's not a bag

I ain't like these dummy niggas, i'm really only about the cash bro

Might call that girl patrick, ain't smart got a ass tho

She said she won't suck me, get the fuck out the spot hoe

Im so fucking hot I swear I might just blow

If any man try me, turn his X's to O's

Smokin' on COVID like I'm smokin' cocaine

Kill a bitch, yeah, I let the fuckin' blood stain

Chinese bitch, I'm eatin' up her chow mein

Angry fuckin' furry, man he think he is a Great Dane

I wanna fuckin' die, but my bars ain't suicidal

Read a fuckin' bitch, like she is the fuckin' Bible

I'ma kill a whole crew, 'cause I'm fuckin' homicidal

Bow down bitch, 'cause I am your fuckin' idol