The Runners - Freshman Fantasies (original) lyrics

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The Runners - Freshman Fantasies (original) lyrics

These are my freshman fantasies Tic Tac Verse, Riff n Rad Curses Rogaines Cocaine, Mistletoe If lifes a game I'm Charlie Sheen All my fans shouting what they've seen I guess I got me a shiny sheen I'm so far from your reality An eel on an island tryna see I'm not trying to fight, I'm trying to ignite A haze over your world where I'm the only hurdle You'll swirl past with your last listen, a rap Olympian A rhythmic champion, a verbal heavyweight But I got a hefty plate, I have ta wait til I've ate my fill of your hate I'm not bigger than jesus, I'm Just a f**ton better I'm not thugger than 2Pac I'm a hot trendsetter I'm smart n witty I work hard too I'll kick your a** in any cla** Specially math, don't have wrath for the school I like it, it's cool Maybe I'm the fool but I'm having fun on this mad run on this bad pun On the sad son. On the sad sun. On the sad son. On the sad sun Yeah Sons stacked like a super star I guess they'll go super far I guess I'll go super hard! I'll go farther than ya'll; even with my fall You'd never top me; I'm a beast, new king you see New Elvis new hell this new shell The mortar strike on you fakes, More to like with my type, Moron listen to me I'm the sh**, New Jeff Gordon, I'm a hit, always recordin I'm with it, rap lion, I can spit, I ain't lion I ain't skeetin, call me Ian, rappin feelin like a demon Feelin like I'm beaming Fiendin like you're dreaming Creaming life its seeming So damn good they screaming Never gave a f** what you say I'm partyin like I'm Janay (Jenny) N you're burnin like you forest Note my most is your morest Note my flow is the forceps To your lobotomy to me you see you got greedy got me salty Got me spouting like I'm naughty got me flyin like a Saudi 9/11? Nah I'm outtie. It's bigger its better, I got them wetter They're wore out like a sweater, but they're heavy sweaters so The matter is smelly too, Matt n his smelly crew tellin you to f**in Move We rolling through, had enough of your poo, better than the land of oo Enough with this im tired You got me all damn wired But my gun has fired Like I said, I'm tired