Seasoned

P Outlett & Big Baldino - Rap
Seasoned
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June 25, 2021.
Lyrics
P Outlett be a dinosaur from the Jurassic Every single bar an instant classic Wizard from the Crimean war, you cannot withstand His magic, my empire galactic, foreskin bigger than your mom Shit's elastic, got a tree mansion surrounded in quicksand You best not step on his land or he chop you to bits and Feed you to the swiss hand, without usin' his sweat gland My cyborg dick got 3 gadgets Turn yo' dog to sea ashes, piss a log in three jackets Burn your frog's debris casket Better to cum in the sink than sink in the cum You do not have a chance to drink with the one Or to discuss your kink with the nun Cause after this song its done Ima go fuck your dad I'm literally Jesus Disintegrate you ass with telekinesis Down to one millimeter pieces Chuck you to a void that is ceaseless You all crip walkin, you best quit talking I am Wim Hof and you are still coughin' I'm done the race before you begin walking My rhymes so masterful cause on my head is Ratatouille Yo rhymes they be disaster-ful and gooey My triangles equilateral, yours look like a clavicle Weak ass triangles, ain't even got a basketful Your harvests looking like a jazz journal Giorno's got greasy gluten goblins garnishing My ass is like a garbage bin All y'all doin's throwin' garbage in Y'all ain't no sexy pirates, you just piratin' Even my grandma's better than you at gardenin' Y'all smell like cole slaw, you will not be forgiven Everyone dick gets hard when I'm spittin' In fact this shits not written All from the head, call a mortician Cause I just killed Ben Shapiro Sat on that tiny man, I'm the Faeroe My ass is lethal, Ben Shapiro old and medieval I'm the menacing magician, y'all got no bequeathal I ain't no villain but I'm a Dr.Phil level of evil Harass children in cathedrals steep them in my steeple Send 'em to the ranch, then I dip them in ranch Feed 'em to the executive branch Carrot stick ass losers be needin' refinance Do a funky little dance, destroy the ministry of ants After I steal your johnson, you need an implant Fly you to Wisconsin, bury you with Ulysses S. Grant Put you for adoption, affiliates do mysterious chant To summon ice cube, pop almightly out the ground Abundant spice tube, got the spicy compound Dungeon of nice lube, leave you twicely earthbound Hundreds of high schools, very slyly unsound Y'all fools be stinky and not profound My ass juices got y'all drowning I ain't clowning, my shit hot like jalapeno You all ai'nt heard Big Baldino Bet bambinos in casinos Skin like elephant hide, bite from no mosquito Y'all irrelevant, send y'all to Puerto Rico I'm thin like a skeleton, syke, won't fit in no tuxedo Let me demonstrate, cool aid man ya wall like a torpedo Like P Outlett, suck off ya dad in a gazebo, yes we different people I'm not him and he is not me either If you thinkin otherwise, you elegant as gelatin Ain't got no proper etiquette, turn you into sediment You awfu-ully arrogant Talkin' mad shit for someone who pro suburbian development Gonna destroy ya house, both the residents and residence Chin flaps like a pelican, got a strict fucking regimen You involuntarily celibate, I hit it with the eloquence Fools commemorate degenerates, I disintegrate you idiots You hideous, insidious, throw out you and your affiliates Now you be outsidious, being this incredible is strenuous I cannot continue this tirade, y'all conspicuous and delayed Gatorade and mac and cheese, and lemonade And powder kegs, devour Steven Crowder's legs Denis Prager's sour eggs, deflower all the shower heads Scower earth for cauliflower, every half hour On the planet's not enough man power To stop me from shittin' in your damn trousers Cause y'all just lizard men, no damn bowser So watch yourself before I cut off your clan's power And leave your ass outward, you bland coward
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- P Outlett