rappoor - Hokage
I ain't interested in a kingship, or some sort of feudal government. Nah, I'm tryna be the Hokage. I'll train as hard as I need to in order to make it happen, believe it! Also, spitting at 4.28 words/second, coincidentally the same as Rap God. Map respect to Gravy Beats for the inspiration, I even snagged another one of their beats for something coming up.
Spotify version coming soon.
Lyrics:
Be God one day? Crown and rod one day?, Actually Honorably I’ll be the Hokage
Honestley it’s so Blas-e Sasuke
You’re naughty, I’m uke, I’m topping
I’m bopping, head rocking, jaw dropping heart stopping
Bed rocking, Pop ring ‘N Ugh Just Stop ‘N Sing!
What a nice ring-in’, such a sweet jinglin’, like a bell just a-dingin’-a-lingin’
You thought I’d miss didch ya? but I painted you a picture
Of saintly holy matrimony like blessed water in a pitcher
A carafe like type of dish-ware, with a giraffe like neck fer richer
Pours so as to not spill mixture outside of where your drink is sitchered
Around the room, it’s such dull gloom
Jesus dude, when did I become a doomer, Zoom meetings made me who
You see the dude before you today who be between Gen Z and Y so when I Ride I Die I Bleed
Sorry I don’t mean to be, all me me me me me
Like Geez oui wee morty, please get meeseeks to humble me
The sheer impossibility, would kill men weaker than jerr-y
The pickle would be quite hairy, and rick’ll be swearing like Terry
Fairly Odd Parents be starring, waiting for my errant swearing, flaring up like a red herring
Nar will I give them truth or daring
Cherry Ice cream be my favorite, crave it more I do than carr-its, so bear it witness my inherence, carin’s bout what I says you hearin' this?
Fairness, I do not be carin’, about what you fuckin’ Karen’s
Who off suckin’ fuckin’ Jarad’s, be sayin’ about my truth and my narratives
Clarinet section level arrogance, talk in circles like a parrots is
Obsessed with all your appearances, regressed and you are all delirious
I cannot believe you are serious, That thought is really just so curious
I’m furious, and My fury is Dot Dot, Dot Dot, Dot Dot Periods
End of it, no I ain’t hearin’ it, Shut the lip just be mysterious
If you have seen my level of arrogance then you be fearin’ it when you coming nearin’ this
Around the room, it’s such dull gloom
Jesus dude, when did I become a doomer, Zoom meetings made me who
You see the dude before you today who be between Gen Z and Y so when I Ride I Die I Bleed
Sorry I don’t mean to be, all me me me me me
Like Geez oui wee morty, please get meeseeks to humble me
The sheer impossibility, would kill men weaker than jerry
The pickle would be quite hairy, and rick’ll be swearing like Terry
Better Dattebayo, and get to the floor, better believe I’m gonna step on you hoes
He’s a stunna, real Sexy type prose, Such a bummer, he’s only into the bros
Hate those who brown nose, or those who sound close, with the police, yes those the white chose
Busted like ghosts, exposing their ghosts or more accurately that they broke their wife’s nose
Shattered her toes, so when her hip goes, you can just know, he busted her lip ‘N her nose
There the ship goes, down the brick roads, we’re so done that I guess that that’s all that she wrotes
Oh are we foes? Yous rolling in doughs? I don’t give a rats ass or a pillsbury ghost
You do not know, who the fuck I am hoe, no no no, couldn’t even suck on my toe
I am the Ho-kag-gay, so Acknowledge may, give into the gay, stay way from the hate
Say bay-bay, what do you say, How does the eternity of fate sound with may?
Like follow the leader, fill hallow with ether, Don’t wallow I’m teacher, you more Rollo or Peter?
Oh I see that your neither, you a real big tweeter, so can I ask you this: do you swallow the peter?
You are hotter than fever, I’m blind like a seer, if you are a thot that would make me a believer
You look like a Bieber, hairy butt like a beaver, that’s why I nut when you strut, you make my knees weaker
Straight up double cheeker, a classic type feature, ain’t no way that us neither one of us without the either
I done got me my bleach here, this bum off like a tweaker, I go One-Fifty-One Hun just get me a feature
Reachin’ for dreams sure, I’m Hokage the teacher, Destiny-er to be leader just wearing graphic t-shirts
I’m preachin’ the seer, stardust leech and the deer, existence is scary my peer I hear but ya gotta steer clear of the fear
Around the room, it’s such dull gloom
Jesus dude, when did I become a doomer, Zoom meetings made me who
You see the dude before you today who be between Gen Z and Y
But it’s time Goodbye, Goodnight, and Good eve