Middle Child (Remix)

Church
Yeah
River Beats

Last year was amazing, this year is greatness
My skills on the radi' is shaking on pavement
I ain't gonna pick up these stereotypics
Just handing you bars like relays in Olympics
It's on, no miscommunication
'Cause we can all kick it like we on vacation
The level I'm on is a new realization
So I'm in a studio down in my basement
Story time, grab the marijuana and the pickled sausage
Hotter than the cajun supper in the middle of the summer
Here's a plastic cup full of warm hot water
No steam on me, boy, I'm sitting in the sauna
Yeah, I came in the game looking just like this
No hot promoter to come and pop my shit
He said "Hold it, hold it, you wanna sing or rap?"
I said "I ain't gonna choose between two and ain't gonna"
That's a one up, you ain't gonna wanna
'Cause I get to clapping like an encore
Ain't about to happen motherfucker
Guitar smashing activist, trashed out in the theater
Classes ain't even practicing
Why's everybody laughing like an SNL skit
On the late night channel 1 everybody missed?
Is that the game strutting me right now dog?
Do you smell that shit? Yup, hip hop body mist
Mmm, dry heat and dry heaves
I control the climate and the climax
I look good on an 8k
Even in a dark theater on a motherfucking IMAX
Motion picture, smoke the Swisher, potent thriller
I am in the fucking ocean mister
Boats and hoes is looking like the only business
Good thing I'm on land and I don't need bitches
We can go toe to toe tell your homie yell "WorldStar"
[?] crop your head on a dot com
So mayonnaise turtle neck made of Teflon
Bates Motel I got a bed you can sleep on
Diced up setting in the bottom of a bathtub
I tend to grab the battery acid when rappers act up
Ask No Life Shaq he'll say "That's tough"
And he does have 600k subs
Man all these rap stars
Man all these rap charts
Everybody a bullseye for me
I stay drunk, where the damn darts?
So bullseye, bullseye, move guy
Ayy, bullseye again
Michael Jordan dunking over everybody
Like Muggsy blocking when he slams it in
So universal got the aliens partying
Drunk driving chromed out UFO's
Ran it into Pluto and that's a comeback
Like actually it's considered a moon
Elon Muscadine Wine, dinner plate full of artists
Cut them open, bite the heart like an interstellar Chupacabra
Pinche me huevos you pendejo
A broken ass sink couldn't match my flow
Put a fork in the beat like a Rachel Ray show
Serve hella great food if the entree's dope
My nickname should be the fucking Irish Springs
I got clean bars in my dirty mouth, so
I got mud on my Vans bro
89 gas in my Ford Bronco
Too much money in rims, truck looking like shit
But my buddy stay fucking out the window yelling "Westside ho"
And now that I got that out of the way
There is some stuff that I do wanna say
One is I love you and the other one thanks
Didn't get this far without y'all as a fanbase
Y'all my world, just look at my face
I'm cracking this smile because you know my pace
You know that I typed this in 45 minutes
'Cause I was all hyped up on birthday cake
I'm 28 now, 27 won't square up
The curse of the old me don't want none of the new one
Hard ass cracker, naw tough lil' crouton
Could be a toilet still not get pooped on
Do you like R. Kelly, you're in my lane
You're down there so, how's my pee taste
My voice addicting these songs are freebase
Stab a straw in your brain, overdose on soundwaves
Sound the alarm again on some nuclear bomb shit
Click a YouTube button when I'm sick of the nonsense
"Duke Nukem" had a hater looking unresponsive
Just know that I don't have a hip hop conscious
Church

Hehehehe
Hey man
Y'all ain't seen shit yet
You just wait
Shoutout to all the reaction pages
Y'all are the shit too
Haha
Bye