Fulci Flow

[Trade Voorhees] To all the rappers I played this beat for in the studio that was like "yo I wanna cop this shit" Sorry, but this beat is way too retarded And I made this motherfucker so like I WANT THIS SHIT! Rocking the world with my fascination with dumb shit And how I write my words and make your favorite rappers dub it like "Seven Doors Of Death" Ain't saying the shit on time Line after line And its always someone elses rhymes Its ok you lost your identity And obviously lost your mind John F. Kennedy That was a metaphor Hope Pepsi still love me "cause all I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi And she wouldn't give it to me so I KILLED THAT HOE BRUH!" And now I'm in the pen' for life over a soda Suicidal fucking Tendencies Fuck "Six Degrees of Separation" I need ten degrees My OCD was created by games of Centipede And carpel tunnel syndrome is just make believe When I watch "I Spit on Your Grave" I skip the raping scenes But watch them kill the turtle in "Cannibal Holocaust" Like it ain't a thing Oh shit, this shit's too ill I'm a just chill and let this motherfucker build..... For real You could write some rhymes to this shit Still ain't as tight as mine And I'm a rap all over this bitch So you can't write none And even if you email or text me All of your tightest rhymes I'm a send a reply back like "Yeah, cool, aiiight son" So its cool that you got a flow and all that But all of your riggidy rhymes is wiggidy wack And thats a fact jack Like for real, premium gas AKA put a foot in your ass See its the same Voorhees from the beginning Listen to Iron Maiden Never wished to be famous I wished to be the greatest Already am, hope that never changes Bitch it never will Til I'm lying on the pavement Or up inside my grave bitch You know what the fuck I'm saying so What am I saying??? Motherfucker......Yup!