Witt Lowry - Cyborg Casserole lyrics

Yo, it's DMG what the fuck you doing?

She said: "You're cumming in my hair!"
I said I'm sorry bitch, I aim high
Witty on a beat i been a
Beast since I was age 5
If y'all ain't heard of me
I been floating under your radar
While y'all been getting high I'm
Skywalking like Darth Vader
See nothing is been catered
Fuck you I'm duly noted
Rapper and a scholar
Motherfuckers can't question the focus
You talk shit behind my back
Don't think I don't notice i'm high-class
Bang your girl in the back of a Focus
And now she asking for my
Dick that's a free load
And now you just an ex, man
Bro, like Magneto


Coming in with a BAM like, "Fuck Don Vito"
We been fucking all night I
Need my cock back, reload
This girl be like "Mark
Umm your raps make me nauseous"
I'm sorry Mark's dead and he's
The one with the conscience
I killed him last night with a
Pillow and a lock pick
I don't talk shit, motherfucker I talk toxic
My brain is a moshpit
They're yelling: "Witty's lost it"
I'm fly as a rocket, you fly as an ostrich
They asking for beef I got
These wraps made of sausage
You wanna battle me? Well, motherfucker
That's nonsense

Rap game phenomenon
Coming for the top and I ain't
Even got a condom on
"S" on my chest like I'm
Straight out of comic con
Girl stop talkin' got some meat
For you to slobber on
I took a trip to hell just
So I could battle demons
Met a girl, I call her great white
She always swallows seamen
Took a minute to evolve and now
I got the fans feeding
Need a girl with a rack in
The back of a Four Seasons
I'm a crazy white 2 Chainz
You can call me 2 Knives
Nerdy Lil Wayne with the presence
Of a new guy
If you don't see my greatness you
Ain't looking through your two eyes
They told me I had competition
Look around do I?
Who knew I would be your girls favorite MC?
Back when we were in highschool
And you were bullying me
Now you're the local bar hero
And it's funny to see
I drop kick you in the face and
Break your back with a knee
And this song is just foreplay
"You hear Mark's a rapper
Now?" Haters yelling, "No way!"
I'm sorry fake friends but I won't
Miss you like a snow day
If you coming after me
I'll leave your ass in the back
Olay, keep the bull coming
I got a couple fans now
That's gotta count for something
These fake rappers, buying fans
Should only have a dozen
Doing it for the girls, lying
Saying that they buzzing

They told me I was never good enough
Skinny white boy from the
Burbs wasn't hood enough
I couldn't make a team because my
Body wasn't big and buff
I never got the grades because I
Never really gave a fuck
Oh I'll never be shit? Well
Fuck you for doubting me
They call me a loser while
I rock the name proudly
Now every accolade that I receive
I make a tally
At a party with some liquor and
The girls are yelling: "Drown me!"
Witty's still the meanest
Still a motherfucking genius
Gave your girl a big bang
I think I made her cum Venus
I'm a samurai boy slaying
Bitches with my penis
Last pharaoh on the beat I got
The people saying: "Lead us!"
Feed us, feed us, i started this shit back
In my high-top Adidas
I've come a long way since it's Witty
Nice to meat ya i beast on the beat but they
Still try to lease ya, they can't beat ya
Hide behind twitter you some low life scum
I may not have a million views
But you ain't got one
Take a seat for a second
Put your thinking cap on
And realise through your eyes you
A low life bum
This track is almost done and all
I did was talk dumb shit
At least I'm having fun and telling
Off a bunch of dumb pricks
Never was a cool kid
I'm something that they wasn't
Wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, yeah
Creative, musically inative
Barfing on the beat
I puked it out and then I ate it and
I told them I was never fucking
Stopping 'till I made it
Man, you similar to piss because to
Me you really ain't shit
Who am I? Who you asking, hoe?
I'm in an arcade jacking off
Playing Wack-A-Mole
These frat rap, wack rap rappers man
They've got to go
Me against you robots, it's cyborg casserole