Aye Carumba :

Aye carumba why when I rhyme you guys try to slumber / but ya get denied cause once the kick collide with the snare and I’m there then it’s a wrap like mumra /
You fools to cool for school I’m tundra /
You just a light wind I’m lighting and thunder
Do you even like wins? Enlighten my wonder
I’m quick to shell it out like Cowabunga

Aye carumba,
Yellow page emcee I got cha number,
Page an MD I’m not one to come fa
You’ll be in a pickle like Jared cucumbers
What your hearing now’s applied hunger
I kill beats hide the formaldehyde from him
My highs from God with angels Among him
You squares on that lean your life is a rhombus

Aye Carumba,
I’m hacksaw Jim with a long stick of lumber
The heat I secrete delete need for summer
I don’t give a bleep this beat beats in hummers
Just give me minute eat the sweet drum up
My mad skills will give you a whole years sum of,
Ridiculous ish you all need some of
A little ticklish wit to forget the dum stuff

"No Whammy":
Acting like ya boy won a Grammy
Got 10” chrome on my Camry
And I’m
Free-er than a bird up out this bih
I do me don’t ever have to switch
Take my shot you know I’m bout swish
Stephen curry boy I neva miss

I am not the culture I’m the counter
Watch me change the culture round a bout it
While I Change the culture watch me clown it
Watch the circus surface try to drown him

But the way I float tho
Smoother than butter made of coco
Move I’m another made a loco
L.Rojo follow on the social

I am not a wave I’m a cyclone
Paving the way for my light clones
Cause what they can’t beat they try to duplicate
But the can’t humanize an alike drone

I’m soul with it Lo key tho I’m soul winning
Sips of that grown up juice
And then I go get it
I push my luck cuz I don’t believe in it
My world was set the moment I breathed in it
No kidding..

"Fun & Games":
Living now is not the same as we come
More accustomed to the changes they done
We just told to deal with it and it’s done
More harm than the good they come to claim

Vote for things but they don’t seem to change up
All we want to do is keep our heads up
They say that no one will come to save us
Guess to them it’s all just fun & games

We tired of living we long to thrive
They say that we be fine with a 9 to 5
But they only pay us Pennies and work us until we 60 so we can’t even enjoy life when we retire
Cause by then body’s worn we old we tired
But the cost of living still continues to rise
i can make more money with sugars and fries…. (interrupt)

Commercial Break "Empire rant":
Me? Tend to veer a lil off subject. If I ain’t have a 9/5 I’d fill your timelines with this all day and you wouldn’t do nothing, neck sore from nodding just so unproductive. So I’m doing you a fav working 12 years a slave you hate if I entertained all frikin day hmmm I’ll explain lemme as see
I’m A D D with an MIC
The words I speak carry HIV
I’m saying that I’m sick lyrically no disclaimer would have the cancel police all on me

This me after work sipping on something
I’d be a horror with a real big budget
I can kill your whole top 5 just humming
I’m another run in when I’m dumbing
And when I get the spitting punches like I’m sick of taste testing Minute Maid rappers get afraid and they run a bit
see they be track stars but i'm track coach so who running them?
murder i'm the synonym for killing them..