MC Frontalot - Charisma Potion lyrics
[MC Frontalot - Charisma Potion lyrics]
Fuck you, look at my cool hat
I could be you, stat
I could be anything, anytime
With the right potion
Invocation: many rhymes
Expended in the process
Compression so fresh
You wonder am I lossless
Does it cost this too?
Is there any question what I'm willing to do?
Tip the lid off, tilt the flask in hand
Taste like ass but the task is grand
Been the lastest man picked for the kickball
Incoordinate: to hit, I miss a brick wall
That won't help an unpopular pick
Take a swig, now I'm captaining shit
And I'm putting legitimate players on duty
To gather them beauties what
Thought I had cooties
Is it one attribute you did not roll?
Is it one bottle in the Bag of Hold?
Is it one goal: to pass the stat check?
To sip the extract, you command the respect
Is it one attribute you did not roll?
Is it one bottle in the Bag of Hold?
Is it one goal: to pass the stat check?
To sip the extract, you command the respect
By the CHA on my character sheet
Yes, I pencil a plus thus, I deem it discrete
From the inked-in single-digit charm
That I got
In initial calculations, weighted and fraught
With compromises (not with surprises)
No shock to the misers of
Points when I'm leveling up
That the prizes all go in one cup
(which one?)
INT increased always and didn't start low
Now it got so high, I get to fake the flow
Just by figuring out the
Simulation and enacting
I get crafty, take a vial's worth exactly
Another couple sips
I'm up on top of the world
Yet another to my lips
The way rhymes get hurled
You'd affix to my person impossible statistic
A temporary boost, it desists quick
Desists quickly
I ought to say quickly, it is an adverb
Yes, you might consider Frontalot an
Expert in the subject
Soaking in the potion such a length
I make a subset
Of bath-time wrinkles, devote them to this:
Amplification of fabulousness
Take a stab at a dis, note it doesn't connect
So buffed
You don't even need to look up the check
Just hand the dice over, hang the head low
Don't blame it on the Captivation
Enchantment on the robe
Boots of Beguiling leave a
Sparkle where I tread
+8 Helm of Glamour merely flatters my head
What I said was: the outfit is ornamental
It's incidental the elixir's
Effect is ungentle:
It blends me with confident types
If I lift a toast to them, am I being polite?
To the kids who arbitrated on
The topic of cool:
Look at my cool hat and fuck you
Damian, are you saying at TRIB-ute
Or AT-tribute? Uh, AT-tribute, obviously
Because it sort of comes off sounding like
A if you said at TRIB-ute
It’d be a verb not a-
The words do whatever I tell them to do
Your eyes are sparkly
I could be you, stat
I could be anything, anytime
With the right potion
Invocation: many rhymes
Expended in the process
Compression so fresh
You wonder am I lossless
Does it cost this too?
Is there any question what I'm willing to do?
Tip the lid off, tilt the flask in hand
Taste like ass but the task is grand
Been the lastest man picked for the kickball
Incoordinate: to hit, I miss a brick wall
That won't help an unpopular pick
Take a swig, now I'm captaining shit
And I'm putting legitimate players on duty
To gather them beauties what
Thought I had cooties
Is it one attribute you did not roll?
Is it one bottle in the Bag of Hold?
Is it one goal: to pass the stat check?
To sip the extract, you command the respect
Is it one attribute you did not roll?
Is it one bottle in the Bag of Hold?
Is it one goal: to pass the stat check?
To sip the extract, you command the respect
By the CHA on my character sheet
Yes, I pencil a plus thus, I deem it discrete
From the inked-in single-digit charm
That I got
In initial calculations, weighted and fraught
With compromises (not with surprises)
No shock to the misers of
Points when I'm leveling up
That the prizes all go in one cup
(which one?)
INT increased always and didn't start low
Now it got so high, I get to fake the flow
Just by figuring out the
Simulation and enacting
I get crafty, take a vial's worth exactly
Another couple sips
I'm up on top of the world
Yet another to my lips
The way rhymes get hurled
You'd affix to my person impossible statistic
A temporary boost, it desists quick
Desists quickly
I ought to say quickly, it is an adverb
Yes, you might consider Frontalot an
Expert in the subject
Soaking in the potion such a length
I make a subset
Of bath-time wrinkles, devote them to this:
Amplification of fabulousness
Take a stab at a dis, note it doesn't connect
So buffed
You don't even need to look up the check
Just hand the dice over, hang the head low
Don't blame it on the Captivation
Enchantment on the robe
Boots of Beguiling leave a
Sparkle where I tread
+8 Helm of Glamour merely flatters my head
What I said was: the outfit is ornamental
It's incidental the elixir's
Effect is ungentle:
It blends me with confident types
If I lift a toast to them, am I being polite?
To the kids who arbitrated on
The topic of cool:
Look at my cool hat and fuck you
Damian, are you saying at TRIB-ute
Or AT-tribute? Uh, AT-tribute, obviously
Because it sort of comes off sounding like
A if you said at TRIB-ute
It’d be a verb not a-
The words do whatever I tell them to do
Your eyes are sparkly