Tachyon lyrics

[Verse 1]

Still broke as fuck

Same shirt as yesterday, so you know what's up

Shit, in term of rapper years, man I'm old as fuck

When you see me in the booth, best know to duck

Yo, you smell like seafood, homie open up!

Why you tryin' to please somebody when you clearly need nobody

To confirm that you don't need a body or a job or need a hobby

Fishy, why you seek wasabi?

Middle fingers to the congress, fuck each party

I'm high and I'm hyperkinetic

Spent half my life saying, "Hi!" to the medics

And I don't regret it, I've only confirmed that

I am eccentric, and I won't conform

To your lies or deceptions

I'm not concerned with my likeness or semblance

I will concur/conquer, going

Fuck pro-life, I'm pro-death, pro-protest

Pro-progress

Witness a pro profess

EXO explosive, you hopeless

No coast safe when we posted, you know this

You seek beef and get roasted

Break bread or get toasted

Get the cheese, or get the picture

Wait, I'm getting them both, bitch

Now, how that feel, huh?

[Sample (Kermit)]

See that's a sad face!

[Hook]

I'm a fuckin' tachyon spitting in your backyard

Knock you out like Pacquiao, all you do is act hard

All you rappers wack now, but you'll never last long

Makin' suckers pass out every time they grasp bars

Fuckin' tachyon spitting in your backyard

Knock you out like Pacquiao, all you do is act hard

All you rappers wack now, but you'll never last long

Makin' suckers pass out every time they grasp bars