Mega Songtext
von Antipop Consortium

Made out of everything
Steady, I′m ready
Petty rappers, frontin' gun clappers
A&R′s, sellin' you cars, sellin' you stars
I took ticket to Mars
So I picked it apart
Spit it, hit it, get it, pivot
Swivel and dribble, twist with the sparks
Touch this
Rush off with crutches Churches and hushes
While I′m rollin′ dutches
Pass the ruckus
Make a flow in my head, switch the clutch
(Yo, yo easy, easy, easy, easy, easy)
(Easy, you're so playful, what the fuck, man?)
Weavin′, bobbin', noddin′
I'm keepin′ features swollen
Heightened pressure on the Hebrew, blowin', swallowin' like...
(You′re so fuckin′ stupid)


You want your playlist to pop?
You need PC at the top
While I'm choppin′, the pavement is toxic
I only spit pure hotness to brolic
So what if it's popular?
I got to infect you in order to affect you
And I don′t expect you to get it at first
My brain's burst
Sprayin′ pure freon on Celine Dion
Scream on cats like Sam Kinison
Innocent bystanders swarmin'
My thoughts formin'
The dormant MC′s wanna live again
(Yo, talk to your man, your man is wild)
E′s back
He's that character with disparagin′ patterns
That managed to damage, I'm famished

Cats cracked up with the hate
But I crack back and inflate
Smack tracks, hack you in eighths
Wild safari
Straight primate when I spit the tape
Spit at the fakes
Spit it, pivot from snakes
(Snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes)
(Jeez, for Christ′s sake, please give it a break)
Got chopped two eighths into four bar spaces
My innovations open faces
Over the duration for the advancement of the art
Form, I put cats in back braces