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Produced By Dr. LaFlow
Recorded & Edited By Sean Buck
Written & Crafted By Brōōt McCoy

lyrics

I'm a creature in your favorite Sci-shark feature/
Defeat whatever you throw at me, either/
It's the sick twisted, linguistic, dipstick/
On the miss listed, most mic killer in existence/
Orga beams blasting from the shoulder region/
Seizing more legions during this season/
These heathens are gunna have a hard time breathing/
I can smell someone bleeding, It's the crew-neck crook thieving/
The lyrics I spew might have you believing/
That I'm someone I'm not, in that case I'm leaving/
It's hard to explain the stains I enforce on your brain/
This is gunna be one of those joints you need to retain/
Never been Sane (Saiyan), unless it's Super, I never refrain/
I'm the Mega Shark aerial when I take down planes/
Back once more, leftovers get washed ashore/
I got lost in war, don't get rocked my boy/
Plotted, allotted, top slotted/
Hoping to venture from east to west getting spotted/
I nodded to the noble ones and knocked out/
I flattened some sober ones who said the were about/
That life, that fools say they represent/
I monopolize on that intent to a greater extent/
So basically if you're whack you get attacked/
The white Warren Sapp of rap dropping facts/

(Hook)

You thought I didn't exist but appeared like a coelacanth/
My soul is cold and branched/
You stay foiled up, saying you stay hot/
You haven't released anything ill, you fake plots/
I scraped blocks, strayed from rocks/
Never filled my pockets with knots/
But I ate the garlic ones/
Left burn marks from the particles that dripped from my tongue/
I'm the goblin pack from Troll 2/
On the corner of Nilbog I already told you/
Peace to the Sharks in the canals In Venice/
You weren't supposed to expose that it could lead to a sentence/
I'm the cryptid, minus the cult following/
The savior of this culture, minus the swaddling/
You ducks stay waddling, carry on/
I can't put up with these skeletons time to burry um'/
As well as more than a few hatchets/
I blast on these bastards with exact hits/
The megalodon weighing over a 100 tons/
You whales are frail, you're extinct and done/
A Wolf-Shark that howled at the moon fish/
Some kind of creature soon to switch/
On to whatever sounds more appealing/
Uncle Ricky said No Squealing/

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from Don't Sequel, released June 6, 2017

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