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McGrumplestein

from McGrumplestein by T-James

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Yeah, I'm comin' in hot
Bustin' like I'mma put one in your knot
Summitting tops
Get dropped like plummeting stocks
They don't want nothin' with me, no
Don't need no one to believe
Suckin' my teeth, at sucka MC's
Why you fuckin up beats
Gonna achieve all the goals I set
All my moves have the most effect
Rappers showin' no respect
Snappin' on 'em like a cobra neck
Why they actin' like they don't know
I got the play-doh flow
You fit in a box, I break the mold
When I be droppin 'em, baby, they coppin 'em
Don't know who pressin but I am not the one
Isn't too often that somebody talkin' that shit
And I gotta go off like guns poppin
I'll give you a minute to think
Why don't you finish your drink
Maybe don't mess with the dude who be rappin
when faces be showin' that stank

I'm in my head sometimes, I don't know why I'm like this
But telling you to fuck right off don't phase me in the slightest
Don't wanna run into me, no, I'm grumpy and mean
It's nothin' to me, call me McGrumplestein
I need me somethin' to eat, never be comin in peace cause
I'm gonna summon the beast, Crabby McGrumplestein

And I might gouge your eyes out
You'll probably get love from other MCs but
I'm not that guy, pal
Hope these lames all die out
Or bleed out, get your driest towel
Cut like criticism from Simon Cowell
Fuck an intermission, we rhymin' now
Leave em' with their mouths open like a vowel
You strikin' out, swing and a miss
Got em' all mad, screamin' a diss
They don't ever wanna see me like this
I'm smooth like the creamiest bisque
These rappers are feminine
What happened to gettin' in
A couple of punches like gentlemen
It got me wonderin' where's the adrenaline
Keepin' them all on they toes
Till they fall flat on they nose
Swingin' like my name is Sosa
Takin' a shot at the pros
Add up to some of the gross
It's more than enough for the folks
You got nothin' to boast
I'm not the one you wanna run into, bro

I'm in my head sometimes, I don't know why I'm like this
But telling you to fuck right off don't phase me in the slightest
Don't wanna run into me, no, I'm grumpy and mean
It's nothin' to me, call me McGrumplestein
I need me somethin' to eat, never be comin in peace cause
I'm gonna summon the beast, Crabby McGrumplestein

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from McGrumplestein, releases February 23, 2034
Lyrics by T-James

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T-James Salt Lake City, Utah

Peppered in the hip hop genre are a few idiosyncrasies that stylistically don't quite fit the norm; peculiarities, mutations spawning from the same source that stretch the boundaries of their respective classification.
T-James is that audiosyncrasy.
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