Lookin’ like a weirdo, peeking through your window,
There’s no emotions here, can you tell me how it feels though?
I never sleep, I never stop, I never bleed, I never drop,
I stay sketchy, yeah, I get sketchy,
I keep it on the down low, (so you don’t even know)
What I’m doing when I leave to go explode a show, oh,
Listen to my mad flow, (Lend an ear like Van Gogh)
I stay sketchy, yeah I get sketchy,

Oh, hello, welcome to my master plan tonight,
Would you be so kind as to keep that light off, it’s bright, and I don’t like to be in sight.
Inside, outside, it’s really all the same scenery,
It’s a shame, I keep my hoodie up like I’m the one to blame, let’s agree
I’m undefeated, and this arena has emcees that have waited a long time to
drop bombs in their songs, I call it North Korea,
I feel yuh, maaaan, okay maybe I don’t.
The only thing I feel is what your girl is doing with her throat,
huhhuh sex jokes, that’s real original,
It’s not my fault she comes to me with emotions, I be feelin’ em.
Grillin all you posers like I’m Billy Mays (SLIDERS!) 
Givin’ all you tokers cherries, really blazed (LIGHTERS!)
It’s a joint investigation with  me and my bad side,
It’s getting really sketchy and you know you can’t try to hide.
I will find you, and you better be ready,
‘cause after this I’ll be celebrating, HA throwing confetti,

I’m sketchy like a pad and my marker is feeling like bleeding 
through all of you cheating sneaking peeks as I’m out in the world
teaching freaks how to get it on, I mean on, I MEAN I MEAN ON.
I be the guru, be the master, I’mma catch ‘em all, 
I poke your mom and then her daughter,
It’s okay I think she’s hotter,
I slaughter my own beats, and I’m not even a farmer,
Is this getting weird yet? Do I need to break the fourth wall?
Hello to the audience  listening to my song.
NERVOUS YET? WELL YOU BETTER BE,
I MAKE HUNDREDS LIKE CENTIPEDES,
MENTALLY FOCUSED, NOTICE I’M POTENT,
Opponents shops might be closin’
THE MOMENT YOU NOTICED THAT ALL THE OTHER ARTISTS ARE BOGUS,
IS WHEN YOU REALLY REALIZED I WAS CAUSING A RUCKUS
“Uncle, UNCLE!” You scream very loudly, just as Noah da Prototype
rips off your arm and throws it to play catch, right,
I would call it an amputee beatdown, ‘cause I’m not that clever.
I guess you could call it a arms race if you think that that’s better,

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