Listen Carefully

Slappin' a rapper silly, but in stereo sound

Until he passes out dizzy, like a merry-go-round

It's incredible how, music is forgettable now

Dispensing creativity for algorithms and clout

Now say it loud, fuck the rest, I'll be on some evil shit

Leave the scene a bloody mess, like it's a Tarantino flick

In solitude, but it made me a solid dude

Tryin' to stay in shape, with a plate of Moroccan food

Got my bitch on a leash, like I'm Jabba the Hutt

Make her gobble a nut, cough it out and bottle it up

Yo that's nasty

man, fuck that, I say what I want

I'm able to run, so i name your old lady a cunt

I'm keepin' it a buck, and punch a fake MC in the gut

Got this honey playin' me keys, while I be feelin' her up

Ayo Truffel ya drums ill, there's reason I use breaks

And I can hit you with the smooth flavor like toothpaste

If you can't understand it, motherfucker, just respect it

Yeah, yeah, that's good, yeah

Ya fuckin' with the super MC

If you can't understand it, motherfucker

Ya fuckin' with the super MC

It doesn't take much to make me restless

Ya fuckin' with the super MC

Truffel what up man

Shit's official