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D.J. Rudolph
D.J. Rudolph
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Lyrics

Fun summer runs in the sun Old skool jams RIP Big Pun Kid Cudi Hums on eight hundred and eight drums Get outdone by me why you stunned Been had it got all the tune gadgets Continue the madness produce black magic No stratus no casket all alive on my planet Twenty-four Carrot eyes don't cry when stardom's on the rise Air Force 1's solid element shape Makes every humans foot look great Deliver bars FedEx freight Cross ya attitude up had ya on skates Nonstop lyrics lots of food on the plate Exclusive I got the key to the gate Poker table y'all folding and I'm straight Chips stacked flushed won money inflates Sample is Fario Wario Oops I mean Mario Whippin on Yoshi while he feast on enemies Luigi passes the check point with Daisy Reminds me of my lady, my chocolate baby Wear red like Mario but far from Brazy Yes these rhymes are lazy, time to get crazy All I do is art, it's all made by dart I'm platinum and Diamond rappers like me its hard to find them One hit wonder don't be feggedy foolish Wonder how many hits, I believe in me and Horus Divine Zig Zag Zig Justice Personality is anything but a cactus I control myself not like y'all muppet puppets Not British but I wouldn't mind Tea and Crumpets As Wacko as Draco kill it with arrows Big Afro not hollow cast a big shadow Don't like popo don't trust a Tahoe Avoid poison plants even tobacco Work for yoself not these white feather vultures Be aggressive to them like Midnight Club aggro Im setting sail captain Jack Sparrow Explore my own the wondering pharaoh Mistaken for throwaways it's just a breather Still in the fray even when I ain't the leader Still got more to say you getting fed by the feeder Bright mind okay you're dealing with the light seeker Wacko Mode Wacko Wacko mode Wacko Mode Wacko Wacko mode Wacko Mode Wacko Wacko mode Wacko Mode Wacko Wacko mode Shout out Nintendo soundtracks be crazy yo Had to chop up the bonus room in Super Mario Zoom down the street Novitec N Largo Switch out for Blu Cepheus Centenario No limits I can go as far as I want Independent while y'all stuck on writing prompts I own it all what you hear belongs to me I mean seriously how greedy can labels be Let's save that for another time Breaking it down takes too many enzymes Making music and not getting your baked dough You and your art have to depart and that's Wacko Made by Dart
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