Mountain Goat

Your poorly thrown stone takes no glory from my throne // I'm a Corleone, you're just some shorty with your phone // Your Bobby Brady, I'm more of Martin Scorsese // You play it safe I wager major your barking don't phase me // I've created greatly and as a result I'm certified // You're lazy, basic, thirty five, and permafried // I don't ever fucking fall I'm a mountain goat // Standing tall as Snoop Dogg in a cloud of smoke // What I profoundly wrote still often bewilder // The crowd but since I laid the foundation like Bob the Builder // They fuck with me. Only give my energy to real shit // That's why my competition feel I'm hard to deal with // I can't even hear you dog, I'm too busy making art // By 21 I'd finished more creations than you'd ever start // I love Hip-Hop dopeness is the engine in my chest // How the fuck you think I'm as prolific as a printing press?

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