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Chow Mein

by Reece Fuller

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Part I 03:23
The Daniel Johnston of rap You rap at Reece and get clapped My bitch is cookie clicker gettin tapped I'm in, I'm wreckin that I recall my opps a bitch and I reckon that Shut case, you second that, uh My bitch is goth she got no clique She wants to munch ol Reeces dick I'm flying second class, don't need them stacks when I'm happier Gotta make these songs toe-tappier Gotta make up 20 times for a crappy year Got a megaphone, scratch that, USB I'm a be one synth punk rapper see Omniscient Majora Mystic Little misfit never on a hit list Shit I'm gifted I'ma risk it Ima scream when I rap, Limp Bizkit But not a biscuit headed poser little creep with a limp My brother said my rhymes are kinda pimp The girlies simp
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Two tokes and I'm left for dead Third eye opens in the middle of my head For maximum summoning power, THC balanced with 500 volts As the high unfolds 666 vibes, when I smoke it's distortion I'm too broke won't get outta bed I'm tired of when the similar instead I'm back to the suddenly hour, sparkin my talent, got a christian repulsed When I'm raisin my pulse Stickin to my life cause you're feelin so important Yeah Can't make this art, you force it My crumble spark, I torch it That feedback, I feed on that I need that uh
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Part II 02:57
Inching your way to demise through the rising ol pile of bile Resin and mucus I toke and I puke this, a shtogun and we're gettin wild Another distraction A day in the life I ain't felt like a human a while I don't see the prevelance I got molevelance -- I got the style Lofi, notes to the toke guy Outside, gotta get my smoke high Glass box, black view, a trainwreck, I moved I knew, I knew Trust in Reece and you won't lose These people like chains with the face blue Flyin out East for extracts It all sounds so same but the taste new Teachers screaming my name but idgaf I'm an early grad fuckin on ya dad he give it up .. What?? I'm a punk Know you're status is like bad data, always currupt I'm a dope blissed, pissed off, balled-fisted fuck I've got Lanie on my side, get your balls twisted up I've got brodies poppin mollies and the xans I've got Scummy fuckin dollies out in Van I've got homies at the college for the plans Gettin stoney poppin ollies throwing hands Fuck an undertone I'm telling you you're bad You can catch me w my homies in a hoodie, all black yeah Handle my attack w grace and tact intact Fuck that Ima brace this fact all ratchet Know I'm screaming all batshit But get reemed Double teamed and creamed and all of that shit I know I'm new in the scene but I got tactics Intergalactic I'm a spaz bitch I know the science of singing, I'm not math rich My rap appliance be exposing you for half-wit I know you're dying to hear it so you can have it That's my hat-trick Bitch, uh I'm a savage

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released February 4, 2021

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