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D Frizzle - How Good Is It?

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Yeah, you're running at pace but coming worst place
I’m the first face breaking through the ribbon when I race
Case closed, stay close if you wanna compete
I’ll let you jog with the underdog, it ain’t gunna be me
I’m saying what you think, pray to your deity
The day you see me take a knee to scripture is the day you see me weak
It’s all in your head, you’re a god, you are here
You’ll be in constant fear 'til your conscience is clear

I’ll place you a bet to show how maybe you’ll forget
To put your money where your mouth is, psssh, spraying your debt
Take it from a vet, I’m faded, spaying your pet
Shaking their neck, naked and yet barely breaking a sweat
You’re lazy at best facing a threat, wasting your breath
Disgracing yourself kid, you should be making your bed
I keep the fakers in check when the tape’s in the deck
And I'll blatantly get my paper and pen to awaken the dead 

How good is it? How good is it?
Now it’s Frizzle in a proud mood, bitches
Blaow! Like check it, never stopping round the clock
To the top’s my vision, ay how good is it?
How good is it? How good is it?
Now it’s Frizzle in a proud mood, bitches
Blaow! Like check it, never stopping round the clock
To the top’s my vision, ay how good is it?

Wow, come and visit me at the peak of the podium
The weather up here is chill but I don’t need to loan you some
You‘re not the only one that wanna make it big
Had this feeling in my heart since I was a little kid, ahhh
Make it, take a deep breath, fake it ‘til it seems less about
Your property or wealth, I’m probably talking to myself
Focus on your health, ay you got this, you got this, you got this
The brain chatter of an alcoholic

I’ll lick a little bit of the rim of the glass
If it means getting a sip of the liquid in me fast
I figured a nip of the liquor'll make me last
But it isn’t what I asked is it? Nah, bring me the cask
It is big D Frizzle, you bitches just seem simple
With your rhyme schemes, these'll be your last thoughts idiots:
“I’m simpleton at best”, yeah don’t frigging waste your breath
Take a step up to this level and go and ask yourself

How good is it? How good is it?
Now it’s Frizzle in a proud mood, bitches
Blaow! Like check it, never stopping round the clock
To the top’s my vision, ay how good is it?
How good is it? How good is it?
Now it’s Frizzle in a proud mood, bitches
Blaow! Like check it, never stopping round the clock
To the top’s my vision, ay how good is it?

Yeah the crowd here gets it, hardly complicated sentences
With arithmetic and algebraic scribbles in my English
And if this context doesn’t make you wanna have a contest
Then confess, your story is nonsense
Compared to mine, yeah I’m complex when I’m looking at the
Rorschach test, let me pour that next inkblot down
Let me see what pops up now
I was a toxic child and I’m not that proud

I’ll hissy fit when getting to the nitty-gritty
Rappers up in Melbourne City fear it when they listen to me
I cherry-pick a few of ‘em, international status
I rap as a hazardous cancerous masochistic basilisk
And actually I’m a pacifist, I’m gradually graduating from a shitty writer
To a man that finally can exist without the fishy thoughts
Entering up into the tank I guess
Thankfulness, how good is it? Ay, bank on this
...

All production/lyrics copyright 2023 © D Frizzle

How Good Is It?

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Yo, I’m hitting centre stage when I scribble on the page
Well, type it out with spell check, or spit it from the brain
Face it, your jaw be trembling when I choke ya
Your vocal cords are struggling and shoulder blades are broken

Let’s go further down the body to the chest
Not impressed with your lung capacity, it's a mess
Your rib cage’ll be crumbling when I am done with it
And your stomach is so full, I’m clearly the one that is hungrier

Your belly button’s fed up with ya, you son of a bitch
Your hips keep on cracking and you can barely see your dick
Aww, your hamstrings are hurting? What a pity
It’d sure be shitty if your knees keep on clicking

I’ll kick in you in the shins and make you roll your ankle
Out of all the body damage you’ll be taking, this is just a sample
I’m stomping on your feet and you are stubbing your toesies
I am hitting centre stage and everybody here knows this
Oh shit, no-no-no-no-no-no-no I’m not done and everybody here knows this

Oh shit, let’s go from the bottom to the top again
The souls of your feet burn when your walk over my hot cement
You’re stuck up to your calves in it and I kinda have to laugh at your
Femurs looking feeble and your pelvis is in particles

And your coccyx is so toxic and your rot-ridden cock has
Dripped off your undercarriage like a faucet
I’m intensively invested in your intestines
And I’ll cut ya and gut ya, don’t give a fuck about your destiny

A kidney punch’ll get ya if I ever I lose my temper
And I endeavour to be the deadliest when stabbing your gallbladder
And when I go bad I know that I will deliver the pain
Drowning your liver in rivers of the poisonous rain

Now it hurts in your sternum and your Adam’s apple is curdling
And the roof of your mouth is burning from hot shit I'm serving
And the top of your cranium's breaking, you’re crazy with rage
I just looked you down and up and now I’m hitting centre stage

...
Yo, my mic’s on, I’m coming and it's my turn to run it
I’m a cyclone heading your way
I’m better than all your mates so I’m entering centre stage
And It’s my turn to pick up the pace

Yo, my mic’s on, I’m coming and it's my turn to run it
I’m a cyclone heading your way
I’m better than all your mates so I’m entering centre stage
And It’s my turn to win in this race

…
So, Mancunian flow, leave it alone or should I keep going?
I’m thinking it’s kinda so-so
But I know I’m dope and I’m opening windows and the doors of opportunity
Who is with me? Come to my next show

It’s not poetry or pose, it’s snot blowing out my nose
It’s got chauvinistic connotations I don’t know behind the jokes
Am I supposed to apologise to all walks of life and all kinda folks
From the middle of Melbourne city to fucking Idaho?

I’m not sure if I’m a good bloke or a ticking time bomb about to blow
I just can’t ignore it any more
My pipe’s are sore, I mustn’t of got the right dose of NyQuil
I’m so ice cold that it’s obvious I take the high road

Drive slow, time to pump my breaks through this pile of snow
Wait for the sun to come up and just fucking melt it all
I guess I’m stuck in my ways and very opinionated
And my voice is gravelly so I’ll just try to do this set in stone

Stems by Dj Wasabi @ Highpoint Studios

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D Frizzle

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