You know the voice on site
Like your Daddy's
Voice like angels sprinkled star dust on molasses
Voice like California honey
Drizzled over raspberries
I'm a legend in the box
Like the corner of the atlas
The First Asian Rapper to make 10 albums
All clapping
I spoiled y'all with these classics
The masters don't own me
I own my masters
I love all people but I never learned to ass kiss
One of only a few Asians in the Rap Biz
Green Lighting projects without havin' to ask shit
I sleep where I'm standing
My dreams are cinematic
Splash, splash
Green flasks of absinthe
To do what I do?
Y'all ain't got the bandwidth
I wear more hats than a mannequin
Or the Athletics
For y'all to be invested in
What I got my hands in?
Again, but in a different way
Y'all aint got the bandwidth

You got him all wrong
Now you made him mad
Now you in trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh you shouldn't have
You got him all wrong
Now you made him mad
Now you in trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh you shouldn't have
You really shouldn't have

Top down Tongue out
Taste that evening sea breeze
That ain't no breezy
That's my Khaleesi
She rockin' mid-century shiny
Gold filigree diamond rings
Vintage exotics
All my pedigree
In back of the 'lac
She extra special
69 in the '68
She retro-sexual
Got a pint of Oban on me
5 O's of Hydro on me
O-Dawg, u ain't know?
I'm a menace 2 sobriety
No matter how hard I kill it
The anxiety grows
Cost of living too high
Value of life is too low
All my Patnas knocked
We want the charges dropped
For selling what are now legal ingredients in lollipops
Ollie Ollie y'all set free, one more time
Ollie ollie y'all set free, no more time
You the Funkiest Alive
You the Funkiest Alive
I respect all opinions but I only record mine

You got him all wrong
Now you made him mad
Now you in trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh you shouldn't have
You got him all wrong
Now you made him mad
Now you in trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh you shouldn't have
You really shouldn't have

I'm a savant with this rappin' shit
Re-writing the narrative
Dudes can't stand next to him
I'm hogging all the adjectives
Most imaginative
Most magnetism
Most ravishing
In fact here's a passage
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In a confusing labyrinth of sub-par dispassionate artists
Who are at-best solidly average
LB's gravelly baritone is at once, jazz-tinged
Perfect for a romantic candle-lit event
While at times Magnanimous
Demanding respect
Galavanting along that line between function & fashion
Dismantling the fence between swaggy & pragmatic
Lyrics Born past & present has managed to hold us captive
With transcendent magic
Shining everlasting like a beacon of amethyst
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Thats what should a been wrote in every fuckin magazine
Thats what should a been wrote in every fuckin magazine

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Writer(s): Austin Toby Bohlman, Ian Richard Mcdonald, Kelly Finnigan, Myles Blagen O'Mahony, Tom Shimura