[Verse 1]
Yo, San Diegans say I'm gnarly
Guess I rock gnarlily
Whether at the party, Carnegie Hall, or pardon me, y'all
Bypass rappers like a blocked artery for rockin' half-heartedly, get
Some blood thinner from the pharmacy, i.e. anticoagulant
When it comes to cookin' up my jams I'm so adamant-ly in favor
Of keeping it so full of flavor that you liable to collapse
Perhaps you'd sign this waiver
Call the tombstone engraver
Tell him keep his chisel sharp
He gon' have some marble to rip apart
Different with the art since the day into this world God hurled me
I've defiantly remained otherworldly
Been a long road, trust me
Might write a long song like Arlo Guthrie did
I exhibit high levels of decorum
People say I'm nice like old ladies do when I hold the door for 'em
Less traveled paths, I explore 'em
Save all of your questions and suggestions for the forum
I'm the guy that you idolize royally
Victory is in the bag easily like
A trial sized toiletry, your boy'll be the first one in line
If they sellin' peace of mind I'll spend every last dime, then goodbye
Wouldn't want to see ya or to be ya
Big Wax, I got soul like Kia or Korea
Me, I rhyme with the fervor of a murder-lovin' loon
And the children eat it up like it was Gerber from the spoon
Take a fierce turn like models on catwalks
In which I turn fierce like I was on bath salts
Yo, good evening
What I write is weaving an intriguing web of mystique
Steeped in the steez of Stephen King
I let the beat begin and listen, it's like breathing in
Exhale with a shit-eating grin then speak again
Yo, San Diegans say I'm gnarly
Guess I rock gnarlily
Whether at the party, Carnegie Hall, or pardon me, y'all
Bypass rappers like a blocked artery for rockin' half-heartedly, get
Some blood thinner from the pharmacy, i.e. anticoagulant
When it comes to cookin' up my jams I'm so adamant-ly in favor
Of keeping it so full of flavor that you liable to collapse
Perhaps you'd sign this waiver
Call the tombstone engraver
Tell him keep his chisel sharp
He gon' have some marble to rip apart
Different with the art since the day into this world God hurled me
I've defiantly remained otherworldly
Been a long road, trust me
Might write a long song like Arlo Guthrie did
I exhibit high levels of decorum
People say I'm nice like old ladies do when I hold the door for 'em
Less traveled paths, I explore 'em
Save all of your questions and suggestions for the forum
I'm the guy that you idolize royally
Victory is in the bag easily like
A trial sized toiletry, your boy'll be the first one in line
If they sellin' peace of mind I'll spend every last dime, then goodbye
Wouldn't want to see ya or to be ya
Big Wax, I got soul like Kia or Korea
Me, I rhyme with the fervor of a murder-lovin' loon
And the children eat it up like it was Gerber from the spoon
Take a fierce turn like models on catwalks
In which I turn fierce like I was on bath salts
Yo, good evening
What I write is weaving an intriguing web of mystique
Steeped in the steez of Stephen King
I let the beat begin and listen, it's like breathing in
Exhale with a shit-eating grin then speak again
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