I spit twists like a vicious licorius kid
Who's kickin 'em into ditches like spartacus isnt fiction
I flick cigarettes at b*tches clitoris
Nicolas isnt chivalrous
Villanous is the f*cking clique
Like slick rick im equipped with a quick lip
Got sick from sippin di*k and flossed with a tooth pick
T-swift ain't got sh*t on this
My lyrics are fearless
(She's got an album called fearless)
Yeaa
Put this sh*t on my greatest hits
This tapemix will set a fire to the sherrif's kids
On some other sh*t
Call me bheetoven
Let that piano riff
I smoked once now I'm better than the rest of them
The best of friends getting chill when I stream the net
Sneaking out and about to go to Mickey D's
A hickey sleeve
Gettin on their knees then "picture please"
I'm doing blow in a 'Yota in a parking lot
I'm throwing up and getting greener looking like my car
Yo, This Dead Poet society's better than dieing quietly violently symbolizing my tireless sense of irony
Why I be writing titan raps until the break of dawn, this is Nico Raimont, remixing an earl swearshirt song