Vignettes

[Verse 1] My verse is a series of vignettes Written as a quick sketch The ink's still wet I paid dues like a ten year stretch Respect I'm the man behind the big desk You're just a dickhead Another actor on that film set My career went from strength to strength Pyro Knock your lights out before the flight's called This was light work like Guy Fawkes I shoot a firework In the air And make the sky fall And then I swat the fly on the wall I'm still the same guy as before Except I copped some weight instead of buying a draw Tyrannosaur I spit raw [?] It's just a game of pinball Plain and simple [?], you've got to stay nimble Lickle piece of molly in the vodka and Redbull Listen I'm official, yo You're just a sacrificial goat I say a pray then I slit your throat The chef prepped the joint Your chick pressed against my loin I'm connecting with the pressure points I'm the cool kid Preaching from my pulpit Offensive weapon in the toolkit The old school shit Beat you with the pool stick Peace to the wolves that [I'm?] howling at the moon with [Verse 2] Split your tangerine You rappers can't ramp with my steez Old man, you'll catch a cramp in the knee 87 Air Max on my feet I fly out for a week I'm just a rapper from the Champion's League I'm on my grind, brother Like an ice trucker Buds of lemon [?] lime coloured Ay caramba You're a dime a dozen I'm a diamond cutter I'm trying to hire a butler Light the pucker Sign your cast, take a picture Stay inebriated off a pitcher All night piffer You can't knock me off my pivot Your last single, that's a dog's dinner 10 mil diaze popping Son, you're light like the salad option You look like you got the Magic Johnson My album got classics on it Flavoured like Baskin-Robbins I got no other rappers on it It's a work of art Supped up, turbocharged Bespoke design With no commercial parts So I front like the audacious Lord Mayor From the jump like a ball player Curator Guy behind the lenses And a wise decision Sky's the limit when I swipe in this designer lyric Riding Benzes Rhymes are vintage Hush your mouth and mind your business, bitches