Mic Check

[Intro] Announcer: And in the corner to my right NALYD ECITSUJ!!! (echo) [instrumental breakdown] [Verse 1: Nalyd Ecitsuj] Sixty-Eight divided by two that's Thirty-Four To Seven Like A Raven stomping out a Giant Super Bowl Thirty Five, Go find it then rewind it Chris Johnson screaming AWWWWW You can call this beat the Clashing of the Titans Fighting my sleep in my jammy's Gold all in my hand! Holding two Slammys Owen the black Hart, Nation of Domination Walking animation constructing my Subway creation with Chicken Teriaki That's banana peppers, jalapenos and pepper jack cheddar Honey mustard, Onions yeah and don't forget my lettuce That sub is called a "Nalyd" name it after me as a tribute to my eventual death (light voice) hey the rhyme is too far off the chart YOU STEPPED ALL OVER MY FUCKING EGG SALAD So exit my picnic you trick I didn't bring appetizers so don't you fucking dare to double dip My tostita's Surrounded by peters This place is a fest of sausage Getting assaulted and hit with a battery Oh Dylan why do you have so much hate against the hackery Bitch can go chug a strawberry daiquiri And look for penetration elsewhere Only worse, She's menstruating Her feminine stimulation Allegations of shit talkin Your argument has no rhyme or reason Sounds like a dog barkin Without choices, So what am I suppose to be afraid of a spic hearin voices I'm clowning you in all my videos. But I ain't even got a link yet? Your lies are overflowing your whole kitchen so now you got sink debt Fake exorcisms? You can't keep a straight face worth shit How am I gonna believe that? Yeah this is a diss track You wanna kill me? You want me dead? In a fight you gonna be swinging so hard I'mma hit ya with this microphone on ya head You can't take that, Take a nap Go to bed yo Remember the assualt battery from ealier though? Knock, Knock don't mean to disturb you and ya ho Strap this on baby, Enjoy the feel and flow Happy Birthday Your favorite item Swayze That's a dildo (instrumental) [Interlude: Shane "the real" McCoy] C'mon Nalyd get up Yeah, this is Shane McCoy on the track Oh what you're expecting a rap Oh God no I'm just saying Hey Nalyd what Do, Do the Do the second verse Nalyd Nalyd Hey Nalyd hey Hey hey Oh there you go Do the second verse Yeah, uh okay he's up Okay he's up! He's up everybody Alright heres the second verse [Verse 2: Nalyd Ecitsuj] Alright some tracks I might say something like Worship me like a God in his prime Sublime at times But no crimes on my record lines Which means I'm a perfect teen With no evil intentions Zero recent Twitter mentions Fell for a two-faced dame with fake hair extensions Apprehensions surround me 24/7 My brain has a richter scale Yours might see ten but I see eleven Why you on the defensive? Sensitive lyricists might crack punchlines Like, at my ears or shit I have small ears So I'm no Dumbo But trust me honey, I ain't hung though Just listen to the JAsmine Witcher Story EP fifteen bunghole Co-founder of fag patrol I like anal but not vice-versa So stop trying to aim for my man-hole Cole Stop and asked me if I was Dylan Sprouse Fucking call me that diet Bieber again I'll have to take you out to the slaughterhouse Or make a stop at the chopshop These walls are paper thin So I eavesdrop I'm been The Real McCoy since the back drop Til' my sack drops Puberty This rap game is new to me And I gurantee I triple anything you have ever done Too offended? Am I too blunt And too gory My story is never ending bit My life is a show and well this is just another skit I'm always gonna be a gumshoe failed comedic invention trying to pursue fame And attention Oh i almost forgot to mention This uh, This line right here is to ease the tensionI once masturbated while people were in the next room..that is all I repeat I once masturbated while people were in the next room..that is all