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lirik lagu departure (rap) - little youngin strikes back

[intro: departure]
this is poetry, uh
color field, watch my arms when i do it, uh

[verse 1: departure]
you think being ceo will make your pee~pee grow
rhymes so good they’re gonna need me on the mestizo show
my flow is the st~~z of me, eager knees beg beneath policemen thieving
i’ll k!ll every em~cee around me, i don’t need a reason
peep the poetry g~nius pretending to be a part of you
and watch out for the growling owls laughing at your horse’s shoes
splitting a sword of poo is like cutting open a fish
and the party’s going fine until somebody yells out (b~tch)
a visionary with no vision
walks into wingstop praying for a win from the pistons
howеver poetic in his ploy for persistеnce and consistency
perhaps as artful as the apple cutter he sticks his wrist in, see?
i can’t be assed, check acronym, admin he’s doing it backwards
i’m too much for the underground in imaginary places
so when your fear factor levels crack the password for the manufacturer
you’ll attempt to justify the smiles on everybody’s faces

[bridge: departure]
black bird singing in the dead of night
yeah, uh
black bird singing in the dead of night
(meat) is required for any carnivore to survive
and is the same drive that brings any human to genocide
i like you on the boards there
allah preach to us the message
that we are the world’s infestment
and we must invest in mutually assured destruction
for anything else to have protection
give me your blessings
[verse 2: departure]
beat again with an extension on my curse
poking ravagers with explosions as if though i am the he~rs~
purse your lips, my metaphor is an ak~47
shooting up into heaven just so i can k!ll kissinger again
time travel to murder the president
(spoilers: he ends up being a computer in the end)
d~mnit, i’m unfulfilled, guess i’ll k!ll the girl
this is what i get for not clearing artificial intelligence
the advocator for crossdressers and the androgynous
the epistolary for those roles in the apocalypse
really i’m the human cannonball if i go away
and my soul is the fl!ckering fire in the ashtray, d~mn
my pen writes the heart on my sleeve
the ink in the books make the boltzmann of my beliefs
every syllable is a militaristic bullet
the most pretentious will project their personality and say i’m full of it
the youngin’ is better than any fifth member of the tribe~to~be
and i can see that better than any vision considered 20/20
jokes about viruses? i’ve heard plenty
if i could count on one hand, i’d have at least two pennies
(nickel, nickel, dime, nickel, nickel, quarter)
that’s the art rapper counting his royalties post~mortem
wait a couple of years, get some galvanized steel
and some better equipment if he can afford to record sh~t
your skin is porous, your bones are wet
and they’ll turn into the base for the scythe of death
i~ hey, hey i’m still~ hey wait what are doing man?
hey hey hey, what are you doing?
[outro: k!llvongard]
get the f~ck off stage bro, you’re done

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