Oh Hail No (feat. Mr. Motherfucking Exquire & Danny Brown)

Ever notice when you talk I just cut myself?

On some ultimate fuck you, go fuck yourself

Like that was so heartfelt, you really touched yourself

I loved the part where you cried, I liked nothing else

Who, me? Every breath is a criminal, critical breach

Bloody guns, beep-beep, minimalisimo

Make you spin like you sniffin' that God particle

That purple cloak of the dusk, an odd article

Originator decay, caterwauler brand, Dawn Treader risin'

Hollow man bop, gliding

Shuffle through the tides of slime smiling

Could be the high or just mind control dying

Fuck it, throw me on the problem pile

I'm a grin from the garbage, stained parchment

Peekin' out of my blinds in the apartment

Waiting for that hark, hear that archangel callin'?

Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear

I've been told I was put here to fail

Never ask me to hail

Never ask me to hail

(Never ask me to hail)

I'm strapped in, shaved head in an electric chair

With a grin, goin' out with a flair

Never ask me to hail

Never ask me to hail

Never ask me to hail

Jesus turned water to wine, I turn liquor to urine

Sex with one whore is deplorable, I need four at a time

Maybe I'm lost in the grind, haunted by all I desire

Forcibly caused to be normal, bonded and tossed in the fire

Crosshairs of corporate design, cogs that all move in align

Meant to be something other than this but I think I forgot

Shyamalan twist in the plot, Camelot sword from the rock

No, I won't piss in your pot, life put that bishop in 'Pac

Visceral, villainous, vindicated by venomous vibes

Vicious, concealin' my mental illness by willin' a smile

Endless intentions to climb uphill and piss in the sky

Brooklyn is up in this motherfucker, so suck on our cock

Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear

I've been told I was put here to fail

Never ask me to hail

Never ask me to hail

(Never ask me to hail)

I'm strapped in, shaved head in an electric chair

With a grin, goin' out with a flair

Never ask me to hail

Never ask me to hail

Never ask me to hail

Check

The natural magician, these rappers' nutrition

I'm shittin' on their writtens while I'm pissin' on their freestyles

My patterns are argyle, yours more checkerboard

My lecture is Lecter, your texture is pocket protector

With techniques I tech up your sector

Inspector Gadget with the ratchet

Bitch won a beauty pageant, bought her ass a rabbit

But not a furry bunny, bitch, I'm all about these moneys

Ah, tummy empty and I'm dazed when sunny

So I had to sell crack 'cause I ain't wanna be bummy

Granny gave me couple dollars while she played gin and rummy

Off that Mobb Deep shit had me sayin' "dunny"

Done, this **** here is not a dummy

Look at all that he has done, you **** feelin' crummy

Gummy bear, you runnin' where? Just like a fat bitch runnin' a hundred stairs

I'm Ric Flair with thick hair

Yellin' out, "woo," gettin' head in a director's chair