Tickled Video (MV)

My common sense tells me your comments, fuel with confidence
Is so counterfeit, my defense that I counter with
Is astonishment, you witness
Disembodiment
Presence prominent
Please submit
Bro you can not win
Just needed time to touch up my focus
Left blackened roses, for those that has been considered hopeless
But no condolence, my winds not blowin where you are goin
I'm showing ownage, those pedals are just eviction notice
This the last Ha Ha
Don't treat this like a game
Just you be soft (Ubisoft)
One knocked down is another
Knocked off
You cannot play a role if you do not get the part
Yall like to dibble and dabble
I'm certified boy
Got my credentials from battles
Airing out your dirty laundry and get mad when things happen
Cant get a grip on hip hop if you can't handle ya baggage
That's some words of wise
Don't look me in my face if you can't look in my eyes, people like to fib and that's Something I despise, falsified information will cause us to organize
Can you feel it Mr. Krabs
This beat so hot it's like a rig for a dab
Both of these fist will knock a rib out ya back
Complete evacuation when the terrorist attacks
Yes i rap fast groovy but it's more than one way for me to get off in that booty
I came along way from bumpin Busta Rhymes and Fugees
Now I'm trying to make my way from bustin rhymes to making movies
It's comedy really
I be clowning in Centralia making y'all look silly
If they really got an issue tell them boys come get me
I put paws on you homie
Make ya dogs sit pretty
O.T.A.R.A, coming from that war zone where they let ARs spray
Homie I don't play no games
This isn't an arcade
Bro these bars is chaotic
Causing Anarchy
I mean every word that I said
Cock that 40 over ya shoulder make you think that you dead
One hit to the chest make you fold up your leg, my bars is like a hoodie
Let Saint take it from there (Over ya Head)
This isn't your department
Leave it alone
You can't take it when you die, so go back to ya mobile home
I'm proud of everything I earned, you're a stigma all alone
You're no Mr. Anderson, you're just another clone
Yea you need to unplug
The coding for your simulation getting all mixed up
All that copy and pasting , with a call back source
Your system instantly got a virus when you called that yours
I see y'all get mad alot
Cause my spirit is the bomb, you can call me Kakarot
My homie told me clean up, I had to grab a mop
And I stay with good green, tell Issac I'm bout to shop
You cant rump with the clan
Maybe you should polish your skills instead of dropping your pants
You'll fall for anything if you never take a stand
So earn ya stripes homie, and
Stop holding out ya hand