Song: Anakin
Artist:  Saint jak
Year: 2012
Viewed: 91 - Published at: 8 years ago

Last name, White Boy, first name, The Illest
Like the Rocky Mountains, Jack of Spades is the chillest
These haters, they're gonna tell me stop, like an octagon
But don't know I don't want a deal, no Groupon
But clip a coupon, you know I love that paper
Rhymes tight like skinny jeans, fitted and tapered
Beat taped off, like a crime scene
Cause I kill bars, but only sixteen
I rap mean, bouncing round off that caffeine
But I got a clean mouth, with that Listerine
My rhymes minty fresh, guess one could say
Audio's poor, with some overlay
But that's my program's fault, the Audacity
So don't hit me up complaining, boy don't hassle me
Cause I'm the referee, even mix, black and white
You shouldn't steal my lines, but man do I copy right
All night, cause my dreams keeping me awake
Spinning out of control, boy, better hit the brake

I'm a white storm, kind of like a blizzard
Tom Felton meets J.J. Reddick, boy I'mma wizard
Twister on the beat, tornado
Villain in this game, you can call me Cato
Shouting on tracks, call me Funkmaster Flex
Cause' I'm 'bout to blow up, like I'm covered in Semtex
Blow out my speakers, I turn it to eleven
Us rappers all dogs, but not all go to heaven
Just kill yourself, like a dishonored samurai
You preen like a peacock, but guess what, you never fly
Thinking I'm a hipster cause I'm rocking that flannel then
I show you that I've got that force, you can call me Anakin
Skywalker, a fly talker
I'm Sherlock, in a deerstalker
And catch me with the flow that changes faster than the tidewater
Undertow, undersea, underground
I spit rhymes that blow your mind, rap faster than the speed of sound
I ring bells and break bars to little bits
I save tracks, take crap, make it into hits

( Saint jak )
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