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Yeah Super Cool Tree House: Episode Seven Ahem Super Cool Tree House all up on your kill feed, yeah Seven in a row, that's a kill streak All I had to do was just camp in the building I don't feel guilty, not even a little bit Oh, you're never gonna survive Yeah, send a whole seal team More XP for the skill tree Still so clean that it's filthy, real new flow, but it's still me Tryna make dough like Pillsbury If I ain't the GOAT then I will be Walk onto your film clip, all you hear is cut cut cut When I'm running through your set, I ain't coming for the props I'm just here to fuck the whole scene up, keep filming Man, you are manure I'm too hot, you're poppin' champagne like you blew up Grab it out your hand like, "You what?" Hit you with the bottle like a new yacht, I am not crazy, I am nuanced Voices in my head singing "Doo Wop" I don't need a place with a view, I got a super villain base in a sewer I don't really drill but I screw up And put a hole through ya, yeah Mark my words like a essay Letras de cancionesSmokin' spare ciggies like a eshay Takin' morphine for a headache, layin' in the bath eatin' penné Playin' reggae, man, I am so confident Everyone look at my cockiness When I am off the mic I am the opposite I never show who I am just like Boba Fett It's so ironic like Alanis Morissette I got a jagged pill in my oesophagus I need a vodka to wash it with Too many oxies and not enough oxygen, please call the doctor in Yeah Yeah, I just don't know any better To know any better Yeah, I just don't know anymore Yeah Yeah, I just don't know any better To know any better, yeah Yeah, I just don't know anymore Okay, where was I then? They called the doctor in Doctor said, "Okay, now tell me what's wrong with him?" They said, "He's probably dead", doctor said "Did you try restarting his heart by switching it off and then on again?" Huh, doctor's like "This job is tough Let's put some pencils inside of his butt" I'm thinking, "What?" Where did these guys get their doctorates? I'm too embarrassed to tell them I wasn't dead I'll just pretend to be They'll prolly notice eventually Later that week at my funeral, which was like, truly so beautiful Never had so many compliments They listed all my accomplishments, I felt so popular Hopped out the coffin like, "I can explain" My girl was screaming, I tried to be funny like "I'm just a zombie, girl, gimme some brain" Huh? Let me restart Let me Rocksteady like Bebop I don't ride waves, I'm a Street Shark, I don't like fame, I don't peacock You are like a storm in a teacup You are not hard, you a sweetheart, diva Always on the lean like Piza, ease up Rackin' up lines with your keycard: Visa Vis, bruh, you ain't got no money on it neither Yeah, I would rather have an early night, get a pizza Get my girl to shoot me in the face with a sleep dart I have never been a part of all your little circ jerks I am too busy making circles in the wheat crops I do not respond, that ain't my ethos I am not loud, I don't scream from the treetops I do not yell 'cause I don't need to shout The whole bar just to send you some cheap shots From Letras Mania