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Chorus:
Perpetual, I ain't quitin' so quit your bitchin.
Can't stand Discrete's heat? Get the fuck out the kitchen. Listen, as another rhyme is mentioned, that'll bring you within my dimension.
My rhyme is perpetual/ eatin’ up you vegetables/
if skeptical/ grab your spectacles & witness the inevitable.
Clever with flow/ I’ve endeavored a load/ you never will know/
until you sever your throat/ and are dead with no hope.
I’ll dismember the globe/ just to show my lament/
Give me a pen and I’ll circumvent the ignorant/ as I vent.
Catch me bent like crowbars/ hittin’ a blunt so hard/
I’ll cough up tar/ while ripping my lungs apart.
So far/ I’ve only blacked out once/
and that was way back/ before I began burning blunts.
Off of a homemade bong/ made of two 2-liter bottles/
It took 2 breaths to fill ‘em up/ 1 to leave ‘em hollow.
I must have passed out/ ‘cause I woke up on the floor/
packed the bowl again/ lit it and hit it twice more.
Perpetual pothead/ probably till I’m popped with lead/
or possibly poked by a punk shank instead.
Perpetual
My pockets bulge heavily/ unfortunately so do costs/
no way in hell I’ll take a loss/ so I’m praying to my cross.
If you know me/ Homie/ you know I’m hungrier than most/
Perpetual till I’m a ghost/ here’s a toast to West Coast.
Nonstop slick talk/ jaw dropping hip-hop/
I’ll kidnap your attention/ then lynch it with a slipknot/
If I get caught/ plead the 5th/ hopefully I don’t get caught for shit/
‘cause I need to be free to chief my spliffs.
And Rap these gifts like Santa’s elf helpers/
Lyrical Helter Skelter/ I’ll snatch up the coldest bitch and melt her.
Seek shelter/ whenever I’m dropping bombs/
I do like Uncle Sam did on top of Nam/ a rap phenomenon/
Like Notorious Big… Discrete… the glorious kid…
I depict literature like Smithsonian did.
Holy within but wicked outward.
Twist a pound of herb- turn this shit up & knock it louder- pound the Earth.
Perpetual
Most are baking powder/ I’m Grade-A Pearly White.
So your girly might take a hike- & Call it an early night.
Then call me discreetly, Call me Discrete- please believe me.
If I’ve hit it twice- then she’s mine completely.
She’ll never forget, nor never relive the Trance.
Hella tramps have had the chance- yet None can withstand my rants.
I haven’t yet taken the chance- but you should read the Bible.
Don’t ask what I do to Rivals for Survival- I’m Suicidal.
Kamikaze bound… & my mind state is skeptical.
Perpetual Intellectual- with Dick meat & Testicles Chicks Eat like edibles.
She’ll find I’m clever though- if a bitch tries to stick me with kids.
Have a complete stranger rape her- then kick her in the ribs.
Please God- don’t let it lead to that- let me find the one.
Let love last Perpetual Till Earth collides with the Sun.
Till that day comes- No Love- except for my loved ones.
I do it for fun- while Discrete evade you dumb ones.
Perpetual
