SFI — The Nth Degree
The Nth Degree
Rubrumontaña
January 2022 (when i started this song)
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why does nobody rap in seven/eight?
i will fix that until you salivate
eminem and maynard keenan will menstruate
go ahead and take this all, let it marinate
the definition of the feelings they mitigate
as if it's not obvious theyre tryna masturbate
take the bait, it's your fate, gotta make me wait
your rights to rap, i will confiscate
nothing in this song will make you see
definitely not the coward i wanna be
hoping more of earth will follow me
but aware that knowing me, you should flee
i can be a jerk with a capital d
i'm idealogical in a hairy scene
im more open minded in whatever i deem, to
whatever you pay no mind, everything
let me take this to the nth degree...
now here comes that second course,
i dont even need to say this with any force, we're
taking every tiny peice back to the source
i could say too much with little to no remorse
flush it down your ear like bad intercourse
kicking 30's door down, beat a dead horse
we're finding beats, blinking in morse, and
this line in this verse couldn't rhyme worse
i'm in your minds, not paying rent
youre in the wild, can't pitch a tent
phone alarm, eleven ten, can't make a dent
wake your ass up, time to get bent
emoji filled messages that we were sent
bringing all the skills wherever i went
please repeat yourself i don't know what you meant
pray to your god, time to repent
while we watch a village idiot go to waste
closing up his own mouth with gorilla paste
all the fears he coulda faced
blushing pretty bad, feels like getting maced
stopping up my brain with your reasoning i traced
close that hole, you are nowhere near based
enjoy the quiet, but that dream you chased
hoping to get just one final taste
probly time for me to go find the door
we're not capable of seeing what-for
your lore is too full of gore
i find it such a chore to listen anymore
something's about to change, i feel it in my core
cry about a crisis, that just made us sore
talking about the lessons, but it's such a bore
hoping for the best, but you start a war
it is taking all control from thee
festering mold in me
lighting up fires and then
drown them accordingly
dining with devils atop
graves that we've dug ourselves
dreaming into gravity wells
ringing those horror bells
dig down to a place so cold,
descending, baby, you're gold, but that
place is really pretty warm, im sold
if nothing else, just to be bold, we'll
disappear into a fate we fear
basically living on a higher gear,
jettison the crap we've always held dear
succumb alone until the end is near...
no, i'm not done, tall order, fat chance
whatcha think you gonna do in that stance
try so hard to be prepared, you forgot your pants
go woke, go broke, you are in a trance
gonna trip during that same dance
you are to be removed from this expanse
no time for those tired rants
or an egomaniacal bad romance
un stoppable, popcorn pop,
im papa unpoppable, say im unwatchable,
almost tolerable, i'm pretty sure that
facebook and twitter made you way too gullible
what is it that makes you so tearful?
how come you always feel fearful?
what is always making us feel awful?
happiness akin to feeling unlawful
now existence is past-tense
slipping off a ledge, which is pretty intense
inability to form a cogent sentence
catching up to biden's age with resistence
you're getting chafed sitting on the fence
we see all your ill intents
laughing them all to death at your expense
then lobotomizing everybody outta sense
i will now set a precedence...
you will accept no other credence
been around over a decade, you were truants
word salad, too many tomatoes, you're my students
when you talk about me, you show prudence
tripping balls... mccormick is the essence
i dement and bend demons into mutants
i'm here to threaten your independence
eventually you'll resent my magnificence
i can facilitate your deliverance
can't safely depend on your permanence
you will come to respect my trancendence! ....
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