Sir Metal Wig

Dispatch terabits, hot raps' Everest Dude got mega nigga knaps, hella arrogant Corrupt Youth, collab, cap black eggish print Riding on the pegasus, chilling like a parasite Savior of introspect, blogs say I'm heaven-sent Frogs in the fog hear clogs from the Arabs in Awe he's a heretic, lost in his hair of tin The hermit told me to be cautious, the air is thin Awesome, now I'm in the car sipping paraffin Jet fuel, look at me, ma, I'm the pharaoh peacock Sit, eat vaginas out with some chopsticks Pop then kick her out my house on some MOB shit AUX in then I start writing Withhold it from the public until I believe it's lightning, he's only a teen Frightening, now I'm in the game and the vice grip's Tightening, don't know my real name but they write snips Haven't been here long so I claim this exciting But after a while you see the fame ain't quite shit So I'm just painting, making music And every bar is sick like I've written it all with mucus Scribbles still calls me fruitless, so that's just who he is Skating 'til the sun goes down or the bruins rip Check 'em, I cop another pair no flex Way I see it, if you got no dough, no stress, right? I'm too pretentious, follow me to the trenches Sit back, watching demonic scallops eat the Grinch Shit, catch me at ease in a pair of Adi Eases Chilling in the murdered out, audi let the burglars out Now he takes the further route back to the city Bring the flask and the fiddy with, bask in the grittiness The mellow fellow is crowned as hella devilish Now you've met the man that is renowned as Sir Metal Wig