[Lyric] PEAK BOSS (Y*O*U*N*G*M*A*N + Celestaphone)

What is this? No-Basco Sauce?
Warning: may actually cause heat loss
Ingredients: desalinated whimper tears
It's strained through cheese cloths
The cost, cheap
It’s made in a facility that makes nothing
It might contain some small traces of vacuums, but y'know
Total fail! Falls well below Scoville scale
Make way for weaklings
For people who consider quitters Greek gods
Check, check please

Ya weak sauce, I'm peak boss
Because, freak beats like I got no recourse
Ya weak sauce, I’m peak boss
Because, freak beats like I got no recourse
I'm peak boss, ya weak sauce
Because I freak beats like I got no recourse
I'm peak boss, ya weak sauce
Because I freak beats like I got no recourse
Please re-check your figures, I think you got your math off
There's a big sale today. All wigs is half-off
Please move along, nothing to peep here
Keep buying Mexican cheap beer during a Mayan leap year
Lotta people asleep here, musta forgot that
No matter how hard your fall you can't turn your clock back
Tried robbing this obelisk stone for a sundial
But every autumn they gotta move it one mile
I brung style young guile can't comprehend
Your donkey friend wants me to end my lung bible
Cuz he Kant defend the ideology he subscribes to
Purchased wholesale by the neurons in his nursery school
Where bibles are inhaled
Tribal vibes come at you with more than five senses
And get under your skin, like your wives' menses
Live frenzies erupt between jive friends, jeez
When I arrive, envy sloth and wrath jump the turnstiles
They don't want it with me. I wear demon repellent
I’m not suggestible
And may be left leaning but my right leaves a streaming exit wound
Ouch, picking teeth out my knuckles
Luck of the draw, stuck in your craw, chuckin your jaw
In the glass recycling receptuckle
Good thing I’m ya favorite uncle, cuz I'm ya only uncle
And I cling to life like a barnacle on a carbuncle
I had to look that up it’s kinda gross
And when it's time for you to marry I'll give the finest toast
Mofos think they rhyme the best, they just rhyme the most
Knocking on my door I'm like read the sign it’s closed
Vagina flows, designer clothes
Metaphor for pedicure paint ya nails and shine ya toes
Why your chromosomes intertwined with hoes?
I don't always wanna ride a flow
With my sixth finger
I'm a big singer, sang lead for Winger
I go la la la la la till she says shaddap
Played hair metal with a spare pedal for wah-wah
But nowadays he won't settle for nada
I had a piña colada with Kinya Hanada
He scopes the scene through a green bottle
Mean shot'll go between your oblongattle and ya uvula
It would behoove ya to remove yourself from the rodeo
It's Do Mi Do Day and I'ma cross between Oblio and Opio
The go-to guy for sending wisenheimers the way of the dodo
Surprising rhymers in fly pyjamas
Hate to say I told you so
Actually, I don't mind it a bit
Rewinded a hit each and every time I got reminded to quit
Started outlaw, now raw, defining legit
I signed into it
The dotted line crossed time-space, half-vector half-point
I mint money and coin words
Girls and boys, I'm the shit
I'm outta control
Ya proud of your role as a downer
So I howl from my soul loud as a whole town
That boy good, cracked joy floods
Rock bottoms fills potholes that's the power of goals
Legend grows, heaven knows
Friends and foes both feel it heads to toes
I keep rhyme books stacked in several rows
You keep weak sauce in your purse
Dunno what's worse
Your terrible lyrics or execrable flows
Ya weak sauce, I'm peak boss
Because I freak beats like I got no recourse
I'm peak boss, ya weak sauce
Because I freak beats like I got no recourse
I'm peak boss, ya weak sauce
Because, freak beats like I got no recourse
I'm peak boss, ya weak sauce
Because, freak beats like I got no recourse