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lirik lagu kessel run – ousama

yo i write for the dude whose wife hates him
for putting up way too many star war posters up in the room
my guy is 35 acting like he’s two
and doesn’t give a f*ck if he’s rude
doesn’t give a f*ck like rudy giuliani in a hotel
chatting to a pretty kazakhstani catfish
who smells road like roadk!ll
i’m bruce banner minus the oat milk
nothing but steak in my veins f*ck your crew’s talent
i heard he only pops off when he comes through hammered degenerate back in the booth
one snap of the fingеrs when i’m plotting at you
any feature or vеrse put in a he*rs* murdered
this sh*t looking like someone accidently f*cked with the ecstasy dosage
so many gurneys in the emergency room
so now we wait
doctor comes through shaking his head
i’m sorry for breaking the news
they ain’t gonna make it
they had some kind of poison we couldn’t remove
i’m just saying the drip heavy
the potion is potent
you’re out of breath in a sec
man’s chilling doing aerobics
s*xy b*tch sling shot a message
now that i’m in tip top form and reckless
b*tch
i’m busy practising wim hof methods
these other guys falling for tricks
i tighten the grip tape and skate by like an honouree crip
yelling back don’t follow me kid!
cos i’m steadily merrily falling right off of a cliff
i’m a post grad who listens to math hoffa
i think i dug under crab bucket
i’m taking a year off to journey the east
discover the magic of merlin lost in the reefs
further my learning and murder the vermin lurking in me
not worshipping sterling or trapped in a slump earning release
f*ck a degree when i could burn up a beat
but honestly, i criss cross
i’m not saying i flip flop
between studies and hip*hop
i’m saying by 30 i’ll be the first phd rapper
a guaranteed gat clapper who makes time for lab work and mathematics
i guess mo’s def would be proud
all the guys i look up to are getting close to senile
so, what does that make me?
well for now question time on speed dial
left a peloponnesian empress first week was h*ll
now the nephilim in me remembers never sever the connection with eminence
there will definitely be pesters
getting you vexed for no reason
firstly, let your pearl beam spells
they say i’m wordy, i say i’m nerdy
not my fault you didn’t learn your abc’s well
why don’t you pick a bigger fight?
i’m working up so stay patient
if god said let there be light
i gave you raytracing
this for the blood that runs through my brother’s pacemaker
this for the dudes who wear f*ck the freemasons t*shirts
this for the nomad vagabonds who curve these nations
funny how the kids who get swirleed are the least brainwashed
these days kids on grmdaily and fire in the booth
barely aspire for truth
all bark no bite like a korean adolf
i only pay respect to og’s
8th century amos
stomach pulsing from the caapi vine
i’m fighting different crimes
friends saying i’ll have what he brews
take a breath beat juice
stressed out strangle your wiener
take 5 to angle the beam
to your third eye my spirits animal emu
man got the vision your premature apertures evil
we really popping off on this
we really topping off the cake with cherry cream and berry liqueur
off the sake i’m a heavy sipper
on and off the grid busy tripping through time in a hand*crafted sarcophagus
i already died bruh, every album posthumous
bear in mind
every sun dials a monument
i ain’t trying to touch a 9*5 man
i’m aligning monoliths
entangling with feminine deities
like an intergalactic gynaecologist
yeah, pushing freight waiting for hoodie vert to cook a crate
beddy bye guys i got a kessel run signing off on this

- ousama

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