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〈Chorus: Mr.Memeologist〉Yeah, we done had enough
Man, I'm begging for the chance, I won't pass it up
Man, you laugh it up
I see him out, he's old news, what I gotta do?
I know what-I know what you're afraid of
Take 'em to the depths, no, he don't wanna go
I know what-I know what you're afraid of
Kamehameha, then it charge, then he laid out
〈Verse 1: Mr.Memeologist〉Ooh, back up again, he step up to me, then I'm telling him go on
Prodigy, excellence, nobody stopping me, you ever hear stalking, I fire Masenkos to go off
Not a show-off, but he blow up my planet, I'm taking him with us, my father and me for that coop
Slight of the finger, that boy hitting blast off
Pull up on him, if he say something crazy, I'm knocking his cap off
I see another one, you getting backlogged
And that go for anyone, you better back off
All of my shooters keep beams like Dodon
Hah, uh, Z-Fighter black ops
I took the cape off, never a cap up
Flashing the Ki at this nigga like snapshots
My green is down to the Cell, get my racks up
Angry as it gets, if I'mma see 'em, I'mma take 'em out
He pushing coffin, pushing capsule, we gon' dead him now
Like I'm the greatest, you don't know me, we gon' show you now
And by we I mean my demons out
It's Sixteen after Sixteen after Sixteen, it's routine, I'mma rap it out
That's a right hook, that's a left hook, he a roundabout, he a twist top
Your song mid, your squad mid, you ain't like me? You getting drowned out
He stressing out from that countdown, got no change oughta power down, bitch
〈Chorus: Mr.Memeologist〉Yeah, we done had enough
Man, I'm begging for the chance, I won't pass it up
Man, you laugh it up
I see him out, he's old news, what I gotta do?
I know what-I know what you're afraid of
Take 'em to the depths, no, he don't wanna go
I know what-I know what you're afraid of
Kamehameha, then it charge, then he laid out
〈Verse 2: Oricadia〉I said run on that boy, and I'm gripping the metal
You get to meddling, we get to severing
Hop on my style? You'll need some excedrin
We beat that boy 'till et cetera, et cetera
I'm better, I'm better, I hop in the coupe
Meme told me slide, so I'm gripping the tool
Run on that boy in the side of the coupe
And I drop on that boy 'till he buckling shoes
Turn up on the scene, I'm a legend in the making
Fucking with old me, leave your body on the pavement
Running up on me, then it's all for the taking
All for the taking, all for the
Run up on me if you wanna
Run up on me if you wanna
Run up on me if you wanna
It's all for the taking, all for the taking
Run up on me if you wanna
Run up on me if you wanna
Run up on me if you wanna
It's all for the taking, all for the
〈Chorus: Mr.Memeologist〉Yeah, we done had enough
Man, I'm begging for the chance, I won't pass it up
Man, you laugh it up
I see him out, he's old news, what I gotta do?
I know what-I know what you're afraid of
Take 'em to the depths, no, he don't wanna go
I know what-I know what you're afraid of
Kamehameha, then it charge, then he laid out
