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[TK]

In a rush, my face's reddened and blushed, shoo, shush, move, mush! I've gone lush, what? I might have gone soft like a cuddly plush, but I'm artistic as if I'm the paint brush; an artsy smarty that parties his heart out, throw darts at the board of sorts. I'm short; I'm not even five foot four, is that sore? Sour in my core? Want some more? Well the ball's in your court, sort of. I'm burnt worse than a zombie horde on the port of the shore, simply limping to Mordor, oh lord! It's another lore of TK the bored, sharpened his sword he swore he would return to war, not no nor, what's he for? Causing gore and to explore the world around him? Found him, bound him, or, crown him, announce his sound all around the village town! Allow spraying shot round's in everyone's houses! I'm wound up like toy mouses, I found this sound's diss of noun prissiness, messiness in a lyricist is a blissed trait to pay in rapping play. It's great, mate... maybe not, but I guess that's controversial like me, these words I spur, I spit the worse verse of all time, I'm the first white small bite with the gift to rhyme a dime a dozen, cousin, brother, mother(f*cker). That probably just got bleeped out, I seek out the weak scouts that shout at me to shut the fuck up, well, fuck it, suck it, kick the fucking bucket, you duck shits!



[ Chorus]

People talk about me, doubt me, controversy's the worst thing, purposefully aiming towards me? Let me see.



[TK]

I spit these raps as fast as the Flash like I've gone Gatling Gun, having fun, rapping till I'm done, what have I accomplished? Well, I squashed this diss I missed, try again at this, Mit's crit hit, critics hear this and fear this, here's this if you jeer it, I don't sing; I cheer it, peers hear Mit, want more of him, I seer it because my career is what I steer, it's here, my mic, my bass, my gear's in sight for y'all around near to see it and leer it with your ears! I'm rapped up like a mummy, hopped up like a bunny, crazed like a jester, hip like a hipster- "Whoa! Too mainstream!"- But every rhyme in my mind's the result of a daydream, I say, I have crazed dreams, I stretch them out like rubber butadiene, chemist, physicist lyricist, blurred sight in the mist, let me let you hear this, the lyrics off this list: "TK's priceless", the bar rises, the bar heightens, I'm a white kid, but the might lyrical light is bright in this spill of chill silliness, who's missing this? Biggie is, Makaveli is "aM alive, k?" Hey, put the blame on TK's name, Tim did nothin', Mit's it, shit this lyric, fuck this, chorus!



[Chorus]

People talk about me, doubt me, controversy's the worst thing, purposefully aiming towards me? Let me see. People talk about me, doubt me, controversy's the worst thing, purposefully aiming towards me? Let me see. People talk about me, doubt me, controversy's the worst thing, purposefully aiming towards me? Let me see.

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