Rapping For 90 Seconds Straight... Without Breathing

Lyrics

[Verse] I just wanna rap for ninety seconds without breathing Here we go, I'm gonna try it, hopefully, I won't be screamin' By the end of it, I cannot take a single breath, man, not even a little bit I hope this ain't a target that I didn't hit And all these rappers out right now are faker than an Instagram booty I'm like a Jedi when I rap, I should'a been in the movies You gotta understand a couple things about me I'm a Kansas City native and I'm bustin' hella rowdy Got a house up in the hills, I got a castle where I chill I'm always workin' on my raps and always practicin' this skill Man, you should never sleep on me like I'm a cactus in your pillow Hear the instrumental, then I kick a track out with a steel toe Everybody listenin' to all this mumble rap is terrible You open up my brain, I bet it is twenty-four-karat gold You know that when I rap, it's hella dope, sit hear the vibes You're on my YouTube channel now, oh man, I hope you will subscribe So look, somebody tried to say that when you're livin' underwater It's impossible to breathe and I just gotta disagree 'Cause when I'm rappin', not a single bit of oxygen is sit- -ting in my lungs and I'm relaxin' at the bottom of the sea You see, my wife and I were ridin' in the car today and started fightin' And I just left her, walked into the studio and started writin' I decided that I was gonna rap without a single breath, and If it didn't bring my death, then fuck it, it would be refreshin' I am a believer in the universe's sorrow I just wish that I could move away to Jupiter tomorrow Time and time again, I sit around, I'm patiently ju't waitin' for the weekend Twenty-thousand years ago, I was a pharaoh back in Egypt With a coat of gold and feathers and a crown of thorns See, I invented thunderstorms and all the ways that clouds could form See, I was born abused, gingers going to the kingdom of the science And my mother was a singer to the sciences I navigate the globe they call me leader to the lions, and My wings are made of fire, I'ma bring you to the tiger I'ma feed you to a tiger, motherfucker, I cannot breathe I fear- get the lyrics, anybody gonna try to leave I gotta try to mumble now, I gotta do a freestyle Everybody knows that I'm gonna get a little senile One-fifteen, one-sixteen, he— aah!