Tenth Dan - Rappertag #22 | Season 2

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo Shouts to Hammy for the tag Shouts to Insideus for the beat 2022 Rappertag 22 Let's go, uh Yeah, yo [Verse] Okie dokie, it's the one and only Tenth Dizzle mix the cheddar with the macaroni I blow a purple cloud, I was fallin' Then I did the Hokey Pokey and I turned around The fuckin' Beugs Brother, beware the newcomer Fresh out the nuke bunker, buds like a Chewbacca I do what I do what I do Make your crew suffer, I get 'em G'd up like Brucе Buffer At your funeral singin' I recordеd this shit sittin' in the cubicle, shittin' The many beautiful women cue to assume the position With mystical intuition, I twist the doobie into a submission It's the new edition, Tenth Danny makin' craters I roll a zoot with twenty different berry-flavoured papers Smelly fragrance, the heavy favourites Who never made it to the destination, smokin' at the petrol station We doin' shit you never could Sure, you could rap, it just doesn't sound very good This shit hittin' like a brass knuckle, I need a float With a large bundle, over troubled waters like Garfunkel My vision ever-clearer, even when I'm old And I have a carer, I'm just tryna kick it like I'm Alan Shearer With my sheila in the bath, drizzle aloe vera Smokin' cheeba like Brazilians do capoeira You only fuck with scrubs like Jake Paul The world is yours, but you only get what you pay for I'm just tryin' not to stay poor I'll be the last one down like the eight ball, standing in the rainfall All you dudes buggin', I stay busy doin' nothin' Puffin' billies till I got a critical concussion Not a single interruption, pissin' in the middle Of the function while you have a serious discussion I'm servin' face-melters, slurpin' some Pilsners She stay burnt like builders We give the world terminal illness, word to my dealers Tenth Dan, I suffer from permanent realness [Outro] Adam Koots; I'm taggin' Adam Koots Have a good one