Lyrical FLEX (Finish Wit Da Word) CYPHA 'NEW'

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

whats beef, beef is when you mow the lawn
and snakes stay slithered so you burn more grass
I’m like doctor Manhattan you can’t go pass
So they staying hindered like a collapsed lung
what’s beef, beef is where I put cha pen to sleep
beef is when you sign your signature against ya will
beef is when I’m collecting collectors checking for ya records
I’m office space, I don’t time for those tps reports
So I have to resort to fire bombing the lab
Bask in my glory so I can tell that story
Get lost in the shuffle my itunes library just dumped you
I don’t have room on my play list for nora
Get trust with no dots on the line
I pick apart like bones, amongst the wolves
I book my own matches, fuck the committee
You ain’t scheduling past my availability
Enter hell, like a dinner room table with no food on it
Wife ain’t even cooking so your booking a table for 1


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