I open my mouth wide and spit to the crowd When I rhyme I kill when (x2) I rep big time on the hippocampus I rap big rhymes when I hit my canvas Dress crazy my best made me you just lazy We test bassy your chest breaking from heart racing I pick up Youtube views I'm a big hit But only for the crude tunes dude it's a bit sick I can't stand my old parodies so bear with me While I move into an original style blaring it I can't dance I can't sing it's tempting To make another banger bout my lack of skill I'm that grim Go from my room into a studio in Seoul Back down to Daegu do a number in techno I am the White Korean Rapper But I 못해 I leave Skizz Marks on your drawers I don't play Time to put my newest efforts in the foray Welcome to the Hippocampus baby go cray I open my mouth wide and spit to the crowd When I rhyme I kill when (x2) I collaborated with mean singers a team thriller They bring soul into my vision a serene pillar I paint a picture I made a little I'm barely richer I pound a pitcher now come hither my main elixir I make 'em bitter a bit of hate I'm a flamin' hitter I'll deliver a hit on your miss a crowd hisser Skizzo got the soul to slither up in your inner Sinner to make you dinner I'll admit I'm finna come and get it I'm a fresh take on hip hop you're distraught Expect women and drug pops but it's wrought With a load of jokes I thought and did brought Wait til your jaw drop it won't stop I once embarassed myself in a dumb rap battle Now I got my rhymes in a game with dance panels Flipped a switch and left my Kaoss Pads in bad shambles Welcome to the Hippocampus hear the class rattle I open my mouth wide and spit to the crowd When I rhyme I kill when (x4)

My milk is ready for your cereal You're fibrous and venereal Even two percent will spark a facial Cheerio Razor blades gonna make your plain coochie itch Hair shaved poking like you made Cookie Crisp See you in your lingerie I go coo coo I get puffed get Apple Jacked too soon Get you turned up My Cocoa Pebbles churned up I spray you down with grade A milk and screw your perm up Your mom approved when I show I got mad Kix Old lady I can be a Golden Graham fix Used up looking like a blue waffle It tastes awful mouthful 'a slot pull Crunch on some hard nipples, call me Cap'n I bust a nutmeg yeah I be Cracklin' Call me Special K izzo I'm relaxing my Face on your box like the breakfast of champions My milk in your cereal for real though You're tasty sweet like a honey oat My milk in your cereal for real though No doubt that we go together (x2) I like girls that got a pair of small titties Come on your chest until you packing Frosted Minis How many ropers let me Count Choculate it Five monsters hidden when you're ovulating Tossed salad but it's simply too hairy Something rancid look I got a Boo Berry Fruit flavored found it by your poop shoot Cooch craver, I go in for two scoops Magically delicious like a leprechaun Catching STDs like a bowl of Lucky Charms Ripping thee V turn it to a torn box Grip and squeeze feet tight until your Corn Pops Chafed dick skin chipped I'm picking Corn Flakes Can't stick dip or fit it into more labes Look at my Grape Nuts They nice and shaved up San Fernando Valley called and said they wanna tape us My milk in your cereal for real though You're tasty sweet like a honey oat My milk in your cereal for real though No doubt that we go together (x2) Come into my super bowl have another go You make me cocoa sweet and drinkable Call me Tony let me get my homie I'm coming back for seconds what you gonna show me Variety pack I don't know where to start Can I mix it all up it's good for my heart Sprinkle little bit of sugar get my spoon and stir A little bit of you make my vision blur Let's try something new I got a mascot Stick it in your Fruit Loop it's our last stop Follow my nose I smell a wet dog Awww here it goes Keenan and Kellogg You gotta gimme a minute I gotta get in I gotta get you soggy right before we begin My toy came unwrapped it went off Right in your mouth snap crackle and pop My milk in your cereal for real though You're tasty sweet like a honey oat My milk in your cereal for real though No doubt that we go together (x4)

Already went out yesterdays I gotta wake up early tomorrows I just wanna stay ins Never gonna drink agains Everybody tripping when they hear that every morning when I get up I be laying in my bed dead Morning wood I'm wanna rub it out and think about the lady from the other day a red head What I wanna do is hang out in my room and read a little news when making number two man Lemme have a little bit of time to myself I'mma break wind get a boat set sail Whew! Gotta take a breather for a minute while I'm slacking real hard but I bring bars Chocolate Mars Never get far Causing me harm You slow You adobo chicken yellow show me what you got I'mma roast you in my oven, drop you like you hot Pacing around I be trying to think, what in the world am I going to eat Auntie Jemima come home with the sizzurp I'mma get into my robe I'm a wizard Abra ca waffle, alaca spam, hocus pocus, egg in my hand Saturday night friends gonna argue 'bout the club they gonna hit up in a bit it's a bar fight I just wanna take a break bad get a pizza throw a party on the roof like Walt White I know a good place you can go in downtown Best hand tossed dough you can chow down Taste so good y'all are gonna clown now Every other place'll make you put a big frown out Turning up at the club with a bottle full of bub my friends streaming Facebook Live Boot it up shoot it up soon enough turning up a Call of Duty I may look hyped Click click bang now I gotta reload Respawn I already be home VIP inside my room we inchea Every bottle cost a dollar inchea Lift your shirts and tap a keg we inchea Listen up I'll tell you how we inchea Get in the kitchen to open a Coke Sit in the living recliner in tow Slurping my drink I be taking control I'm Twerking the seat cause I'm ready to roll Hitting the clicker I'm finding a show I'm Sick of the picking I wanna be pro Murking the panels on top the remote I'm Surfing the channels like Eddie would go

I popped, locked, and dropped, but I fell with it I got caught and stopped, and went to hell with it I grab mics spit rhymes the lines are mine My pants hiked split trying this time I'm crying Ain't got the moves to make money Ain't got the grooves can't fake shmoney I got a billion views Gangnam Stylin' Not for a horse dance I was wilding I wanted new moves so I rang a hotline Drake answered, now I'm crying I'm a chip off the ol' block Got it from my daddy now watch me rock Do a dab can't see a new dance through Move a tad, thump a tub who'll doubt you Who is bad Michael had a Neverland Ranch I won't get acquitted of a bad dance It doesn't matter what I do I can't dance I twerked and fell in my room I can't dance Kimmel made it but it's true I can't dance I take the ladies out the mood I can't dance Took a class but I Still can't dance Paid cash but I Still can't dance Skin rash and I Still can't dance Dropped fast so I Still can't dance Hands on my knees hands on my knees I'mma cha cha til I can't breathe Do the booty dew straight to the moon Run like Scooby Doo right through the room Legs up kick it like a Russian Started with a crouch now I'm straight hustling Jump up and fall into a split Do a couple spins then I'll stomp a bit Drop new moves fail try to walk it out I can hear what the other people talk about They say feel the groove shake your body I'm working up a sweat and I'm the only hottie Said I dance good to a lie detector Why you always lying asked the inspector I can't dance but I've come to accept it Name another move let me tell you I've stepped it It doesn't matter what I do I can't dance I twerked and fell in my room I can't dance Kimmel made it but it's true I can't dance I take the ladies out the mood I can't dance Took a class but I Still can't dance Paid cash but I Still can't dance Skin rash and I Still can't dance Dropped fast so I Still can't dance My salt shaker's small and empty My situation's unscrewed Got in a battle recently I started a family feud See a girl in the club I'm gonna Show her my moves Precisioned and tight Put em to use And then I saw her smile I know She's gonna come to me and join in the show She looked at her friend they giggled And walked away I was left alone nobody Watched me nae nae It doesn't matter what I do I can't dance I twerked and fell in my room I can't dance Kimmel made it but it's true I can't dance I take the ladies out the mood I can't dance Took a class but I Still can't dance Paid cash but I Still can't dance Skin rash and I Still can't dance Dropped fast so I Still can't dance (x2)

I'm bawkin' 'bout that double breaded flash fried business I'm hawkin' at that bird unfeathered man my goodness You gawkin' at the lesser hen as I witness The power the glory of the grand prime chickens Powder up the bird for the final recital while I Go hike up the fire I got my sights on the fryer you know I'll fight to be flyer I got it right on the dial and the Chickedee be whiter than Ireland taters blight again Stick the pieces in grease as I Heat the meat and scream and squeak I think I'm really feeling it I'm hearing it the sizzle and fizzle of beer with it I'm nearly in it dealing with it I see a Pidgey leer attack I'm merely peering at it Shut the door if you don't wanna hear me screaming Up and pour another beer I'm gonna drink it Check the grease and tell me that ain't Charlie sheening I detect a wing is missing you gon' see me seething Bow down to baste fried chicken Bub popping out the brew I'm sippin None greater than the leg I'm grippin Take a bite ooh I'm tripping (x2) Sink my teeth in the juice the meat is loose on my tooth I mean it's really the truth I got the proof to reduce Bad to the bone birds we got too many loose We gotta give the bigger birds a better batter boost Chicken coming home to roost on a platter We could have used some more batter The beer goes through to my bladder Tomorrow poop on the matter Vegetable soup but I'd rather Shut up and choose to be fatter Enough with you and your chatter Fried food taters from the bayou gators Cajun side dish with the spicy flavors Mighty famous Pop-Eye became as big as Bicep veinous eat spinach bye haters I'm finished, greasified dishes Every time chicken grants my wishes Di-licious, satisfied thigh sickness I'mma give my fingers five lickens Bow down to baste fried chicken Bub popping out the brew I'm sippin None greater than the leg I'm grippin Take a bite ooh I'm tripping (x4)

Start light, hit him with a pip pap Face white, send him on a trip that Just might, make him get a big gat He'll try to fight, Ginosaji had to pick Jack Ain't nobody got the guts don't try to Strike back you know you won't survive through Hide and seek your chances look bleak Hoodie with a pair of pants kicks on fleek With a spoon (again & again) With a spoon (again & again) With a spoon (again & again) It will find you and catch you and hit you Creep slow, it'll give a little tap there Didn't know it'd pack a set of flatware Lay low then travel where the map tear Can't let it go when he's frozen in a nightmare Crooked lean and its eyes looking up Stainless steel prize hook him up Left his fiance to fight in the rough Strong til the end Jack won't hide he'll be tough Round two, ask him what he won't do Just to deliver him from he's going through No one believes Not in the least He will compete he got a piece Jack can't beat the Ginosaji even with a Gun (no use) with a knife (no use) so he'll Run (no use) for his life (no use) He got the bombs but there is no truce With a spoon (again & again) With a spoon (again & again) With a spoon (again & again) It will find you and catch you and hit you Creep slow, it'll give a little tap there Didn't know it'd pack a set of flatware Lay low then travel where the map tear Can't let it go when he's frozen in a nightmare Crooked lean and its eyes looking up Stainless steel prize hook him up Left his fiance to fight in the rough Strong til the end Jack won't hide he'll be tough