Luke Worthylake - Impact
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Intro (:11)
Various soundbites from The Simpsons and Looney Tunes
Verse (:30)
Look, hey
Let’s get it crackin’ all action, no imagining
Lyrically lobotomizing tracks on some assassin shit
Poppin’ like it’s bubblegum, jumpin’ like it’s double dutch
Hittin’ harder than a motherfuckin’ upper sucker punch!
Young bastard, have a hundred million people
Kneelin’ at my casket, lead ‘em to the rapture
Beats, I’m a master, ears they be captive
Effervescent penmanship blessin’ you like a baptist!
And I’m back, on my backyard bully
Have ya head spinnin’ fast like a Nascar noogiе
Track star, mix it with a fastball, whippin in this jaguar
Lookin’ like it’s Nascar, pussy!
Fuck a pit stop, Imma hit your bitch raw
Smack her with my dick, while shе’s pretty sittin’ criss-cross
Yellin’ lift off, while she ridin’ on my rocket
In the cockpit, like a cherry how she top it, hah!
So explicit, sorry that’s the way I rip it
Flexing on these bulls, half matador and gymnast
Ill shit, viciously puttin’ pen to the page
If you tell me act my age, Imma slap you in your face “slap!”
Again and again, I ain’t a gentleman friend
No contest, so best get off my genitals then
I ain’t pretendin’ to win, it’s just factual boy
So let the grown men talk and go on back to ya toys, son
Various soundbites from The Simpsons and Looney Tunes
Verse (:30)
Look, hey
Let’s get it crackin’ all action, no imagining
Lyrically lobotomizing tracks on some assassin shit
Poppin’ like it’s bubblegum, jumpin’ like it’s double dutch
Hittin’ harder than a motherfuckin’ upper sucker punch!
Young bastard, have a hundred million people
Kneelin’ at my casket, lead ‘em to the rapture
Beats, I’m a master, ears they be captive
Effervescent penmanship blessin’ you like a baptist!
And I’m back, on my backyard bully
Have ya head spinnin’ fast like a Nascar noogiе
Track star, mix it with a fastball, whippin in this jaguar
Lookin’ like it’s Nascar, pussy!
Fuck a pit stop, Imma hit your bitch raw
Smack her with my dick, while shе’s pretty sittin’ criss-cross
Yellin’ lift off, while she ridin’ on my rocket
In the cockpit, like a cherry how she top it, hah!
So explicit, sorry that’s the way I rip it
Flexing on these bulls, half matador and gymnast
Ill shit, viciously puttin’ pen to the page
If you tell me act my age, Imma slap you in your face “slap!”
Again and again, I ain’t a gentleman friend
No contest, so best get off my genitals then
I ain’t pretendin’ to win, it’s just factual boy
So let the grown men talk and go on back to ya toys, son
