SSSTATIC FREESSSTYLE
(Yeah!)

Yeah!
To the kids out there, I'm sorry for the profanities
How can ya stay sane when you're losing your sanity?
I fought Yosamite Sam up on the canopy
So call me 'vain' coz I'm lost in a Vanity -
Unfair when I rhyme, I'll take up your time
I don't do it for the money, I do it for crime, coz I'm
A bad guy like a told ya, lyrics satirical, this miracle might scold ya!
I'm here to indulge ya so go ahead and take a seat
You know I'm a soldier, my machine gun's my beat
So when I knock-knock-knock on your door, I ain't a creep, I'm just delivering pizza, man, these bars are for free
Feel free to tip me, though, yo a kid's gotta eat!
I might just creep up in your jeans while ya sleep!
(Ha ha!)
Scratchin' my arms, I'm already a chimp, so fuckin' high, I'm already a blimp
I'm no regular guy, so in the blink of an eye you can find me hanging with the stars in the, - um ...
Lounge around all day like I got nothing to do
There ain't a cent in my bank, but I'm dank, that's nothing new
I'm at the top of the rank, I'll snap a pic of the view, coz I'm the pick of the bunch, Kid Enno, who the fuck are you?
Get off my couch, I paid money for that!
Yo, Yeezy, AC/DC, where my summary at?
How fuckin' easy is it, for me to write these kinda rhymes?
I'm here to tell you now, my sickness is lasting 3 lifetimes!
How ya feel? How ya all feeling?
Please don't speak to me equally when my mind is on the ceiling
Unpredictable like my syllables, un-killable
Gimme a mic and yeah I kill-em-all!
I tell 'em fuck 'em if they critical, I'm mystical
But dis-lyrical, leave ya dead in a swimming pool!
And tell a motherfucker tryin' to hold me back, "write it down"
I'll chop-suey ya face, 'though this was China-Town!
What the fuck you looking at, dawg? Quit peeking!
After hunnit' fuckin' bandages, ya blood still seeping!
As previously stated, man, I'm increasingly hated
Hand in this song and get it graded, I made it myself
Always underestimated, never faded
So let these words make a world like a picture I painted
Coz that's S-to-the-Istine, nineteen, pristine
Life's all good till-;
'Who the fuck is "Christine"?!'

Ahh fuck, I shoulda' covered my tracks
The damn bitch tryna' see through the cracks, but this is me to the max'
But hey, I can read your mind!
'Finally a fuckin' SoundCloud exclusively for sleek raps!'
So eat that! With my sickness, I'm coming to get ya
The Kid is on the way, prepare you a stretcher!
To break it to you man, though, I'd hate to be the one
So I'll leave it 'till the next track
Fuck it, I'm done!

(Whoo!)

(Hahahaha)