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VERSE 1

Popsickle watches time melt away on sunny day

If I die in May I wanna fornicate on lsd

With my graceful, tasteful slur

Lionsroar in a cage with burp

But the page shall turn yo crazy world

This the return of da mad magazine mascott

Tucked inbetween a eplayboy magazine, mom's flip flops would give me headshots

Like the nation of cheaptalk

where money's your God, why?

We Got the best beats to drop my next mute album

they told me I be better off sellin fake calvins

Maghrebi powdered sugar coke sales power

Leavin my home to go to studio and now what? //

Gotta wake the loco philipino On the couch up

Half an hour later we jumped in the whip sour

Time to fuck da game up, jack em for da isolation

And some wood now we all good, the booth we in the makin //

Donald Trump lil puppet like bob the builder Yes,yes weekend/ ly anywhere we can breathe/

Calm down we need around a pound to chief /

We gone be astounded at how high we could get !//

about the time tht it started gettin rowdy and shit

Shroomz and the X , laughin gas, sour diezel

Feelin like a unicorn tht done stole the show

Ladies tryna hop on me all across the globe, ya know? //

HOOK

ALL COLORS ARE BEAUTIFUL

ALL COPS ARE BITCHES AND HOES

tryna fuck you when they get that dough

We say ACAB yoyo, we say ACAB yoyo

VERSE 2

Nobody listened to my raps and wouldnt like em neither

they would rather stalk and pray up to Justin Bieber

Although thats what the girls called me whn I was a child

Now with peaks on they hoodies, Im an Islamist now //

My doc prescribed me some anti isis pills

Let my dogg on the driver's wheel on the highway to chill

Whn I was bout twelve .. I done smoked my first blunt took my first drugs Whipped cream caps side splitt in the cut //

Lil kids tht didnt give a fuck

Till the neighbour tried strangaling me to death till the police came I lost half of a brain

next time I see him Imma spill his gut whip a blade like shaolin monks, swift enuff to slit em up //

As Im takin one step towards my unfuckwitableness

Spliff up legal authorities

Dont forget the chorus is

What motivates minorities

All of this shakin thru yo carseat all da freaks!

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from Slowmo Ayachi EP, released December 1, 2017
Rhymes by Mista Ayachi

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Slowmo Beats

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