Videodrome

[Trade Voorhees] Verse 1: Television, Television I'm back bitch Rap game looking way too relaxed bitch Its TV hoe Don't talk with no accent But rap like the master of disguise Fuck you and your peoples Your partners your fucking guys Whatever Its not no quick endeavor This rap shits a profession I can make a beat doper Than your favorite beat maker And kill that bitch Cause ain't no rapper fucking with me player I'm the coolest of the motherfucking cool Been making music for so long It still sounds new Fresh to death like I'm still on the pavement Everyone is talking all of this wave shit Okay bitch! I'm just saying Wait 'til the tide turns It's tsunami season, It's my turn Bitch! I'm a kill it Momma's head hanging in a closet Its the only thing I worship Ahhhhh Shit!! Chorus This that shit that shit that make you rewind that shit back (Rewind that shit back!) Verse 2: Rocking the mic Can I say hermaphrodite My raps is tight Your raps is aiight ummm... I'm rocking some team China AM 90s Kicks froze bitch you can't find these I keep them grimey Where's Waldo? Gesualdo Flow sick as shit Yet nobody get appalled though TV should get an applause for it They got a clause for it in their documents You look lost Forrest Boris Karloff I'm a monster Frankenstein's mind Bred from a doctor So yeah I'm kinda off my rocker Got a lot of this shit from my papa Bitch! I'm cool as can motherfucking be Mister V to the double O-R-H-E E-S like Koston 3's I'm off the beat But bitch i'm going for keeps Yee! Repeat Chorus