Rhymeno

The Rhymeno, with timeless flows
The original cyan cyclone
Rappers washed up, they got covers like my clones
Colors for my art though’s an actual code

Now they teal typhooning, old and like snow
So they bite my MO, I ain’t fully white tho
Build up America, fuck living in the Slums, are you dumb?
Where I’m from it’s all crumbs, Pray to god

For the slightest even minor improvement, miracle
Scrolling through my hoes, just the Leos
It's like I caught a tiger by it’s toes
They wonder how I do it, make music with my eyes closed
Coasting off of Spain and ain’t caught a case
Yeah, not to date but I got detained

My diet then was clearly piss poor
Cause every time that I eat corn, I fucking shit corn
I meet expectations, USDA
Graduate at top of the class, I am Grade A

You get none of weak verses
I don’t even pick the pen up, I read cursive
All the ink pressed is spilled from my favorite pen
Put it together old school, Mr. Potato Head

Like Jigga said sometimes you need the ego
When I’m passed the aux I will Gemini Feed you
Get a beat pack, I see the new zip
Each time that I touch down in a new zip

Spit all negative at you like its some news clips
Then I give you the credits of who produced it
I'm cool like Ice Cube or Ice T
They like the music, wanna fight me

Dropping Cosby drugs off in narcotics anonymous
The hungry hippocampus mixing powder collagen
Ripping through the button up to go save Metropolis
Shit just ain’t the same as them Leg Day days
This is stomaching your pain
This is running in the rain
Oven mitt in flames, nothing was the same
This is acknowledgement of the brother playing Cain
I’m a brick wall more than that, a flemish bond with a cap
Jefferson said to keep on his hat
Anything less than that and your dome’ll get cracked
I done peeped that boy rap, little flowers are whack

Listen, most rappers just professional tautologists
No Toto just show me the tatas ya bitch
Don’t plateau on the roof and go off of it
Don’t Pluto and say it’s a different object then

Behold the peacekeeper, preparer of the apocalypse
Be sure to appreciate the positive and it’s opposite
Hocus Pocus here is simple as ding dong and ditch
Without the senses, hot can be hard to comprehend

Throwing hands in the darkness, moves not the smartest
The man and beast lines blurred, watchu got to offer
The ornery OG off horny goat weed
Shorty I swear tryna kill me slowly

But I can’t be done in I’m only growing
Push me off the edge, I’ll probably grow wings
I wake up and eat lamb every 7 a.m
Before the liars even up or stand, god damn

It’s nothing to me, an accident in the wreck collection
Not to mention, I’m camera shy and non-reflective
As a kid, I’d watch Return to Oz
I’d wanna turn it off but it was better than what’s really going on

The world’s odd, we’re the third one from the star
That tends to really go above and beyond
I’m in the studio looping up my new crack audible
Use it to introduce your next music tutorial
My ouroboros' morphic (morphic resonance) and/or orbital
Resonance renders it’s own aura corporeal

I’m like the Costco for hot quotes
I drop those and folks listen in on what got wrote
Before they Tom Riddle away, get my basilisk fang
Oh my pencil case is misplaced what was I bouta say
I need globulins, I lost a lot of nephrotic piss

It’s all about the money when talking bout getting audited
Third time is a charm, the girl I killed had no heart it was all for naught
Blanked statements form a quilted art
Before I fled the state I had to build a arc

It’s up to you what you think is a waste of time
One left, one stood there stayed in line
I bet it come full circle on the day I die
I been running all my life now my feet are fried

If you scared, goto church, get a dog maybe
Probably when I pray to god that I talk crazy
Satan plot for nihilists, nonsensical
It’s a very big difference, off decimals

Bars basically like passing a baton off
Breaking through barricades that’s in front of us
Lunatic in the past, living caca
Changed nada, still about the drama