Unknown Artist — 6 Foot 7 Foot Remix

[Verse] Okey dokey I just tricked you like I’m Loki We can be acquaintances, but don’t you dare call me your homie Pull me over for a sec but you ain’t gonna tow me Your shots fired at me I’ma block ‘em like I’m goalie 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot bunch A cheese bonie banana would be good for lunch But that'd be too much of one bunch, a bunch like the Bradys Eat a bag of M&Ms; chika, chika Slim Shady I’ma send you through the ground But before you go down Do me a favor please and say hello for me to Hades You can never play me I’m a boss you cannot slay me Write a few songs, my flow’s on, my flow’s on on the daily Daily show like Trevor Noah Spittin’ bars no granola Your looking kinda thirsty Take a sip of coca cola I’m ghosting in Tokyo, looking kinda goulish I could sometimes be serious but I’d rather be acting foolish People say that I’m a nuisance But I’m always in movement Say something funny and you know that I’m gonna lose it People always confusing One rhyme with another My bars are always fusing Man I’m hotter than the summer I'm kicking everybody off the track I’m not a runner Hey look, he’s back Yes it’s daily rapping brother I’m so fly like I hover When they ask me how I do it I say that there’s nothing to it Probably got it from my mother I’m fly like a sparrow Sharp as an arrow See the future like Raven I’m quoting Edgar Allen Poe I’m so sick I got a fever Medicine don’t overdose Even if you are a beaver You can never stop my flow Yes this is Moses M, O, S, E, S En français c’est Moïse Mais je ne suis pas le prophète, uh Yes I am bilingual I am also single Ladies I got chivalry like knights back in medieval Or maybe I’m just squire Who keeps getting inspired I’ma keep on going and I’ma never get tired, uh If you gettin’ too tired then I’ma call Mr. Michelin We could hop on the same track But you better stay in your own lane ‘Cause we are not the same You just do it for the fame My lines are clean Your bars are dirty like a t-shirt full of stains You’ve overstayed your welcome Too bad I cannot help ‘em I’m always on the grind You in the studio is seldom Now I’m about to make it rain I’m the modder in the game I’m the king this is my empire I’ll forever be in rien If you’re peasant that’s a shame You only eat uncooked grains I cannot be hypnotized I’m the dog that can’t be tamed I’m not an anime fan but whenever I go super saiyan Kamehameha not to be confused with Pain I’m back at it again Spitting the realest flames Rappers sound fishy like Nemo I’m flushing ‘em down the drain Don’t get in my way Your crossin’ through my aim I’m dark at night; you can call me Bruce Wayne This rap was flattering This rap was a masterpiece I am low on energy I’m running low on battery This rap was flattering This rap was a masterpiece I’m running low on energy I’m running low on battery