Cocky

Exactly what you gotta do, pump this jam up
Floating marmalade. Put your hands up!
Man this man sucks, is what some may say
So irrelevant, I'm in my hey day
So I say "Hey!" And I greet them hello
Watch me pull these strings, call it cello
I'm so jello, you're so jelly
My meaning is higher: synonym telly
In the belly, finally out of the fire
No more pots and pans, still cook to inspire
And what I inquire is some participants
If you're not solving, you're a precipitate
And the middlemen gets cut right out
Like a coupon. Who's on the mic now?
And I'm bout to strike down: flow straight picketing
All 1s in here. No bickering
All things considering, this guy is damn hot
But he's so cold, what's that? A Paradox
Not a pair of docs on this hipsters feet
What you all say? Nikes keep this complete
And there's no need to compete. No contest
I get real comfy up in here: nice armrest
Yeah I bomb tests and I ace classes
I'm a real spectacle like I wear my glasses
Cruise like molasses: I take my time
Get my Shakespeare on: I pen rhymes
And in my mind I'm the Gentleman of Roses
I'm supercalifragilisticallepxiealdoucis
Crazy with poses. I'm the man of the house
While y'all sit down I just stand out
Man I stamp out haters, call me the mail man
I eat beets so hard you call me Quailman
Make it hail man, I don't make it rain
In fact throw thoughts in the air: I make it braaaaain
Get in my lane dude, I do this calmly
Fresh to death I'm a well-suited zombie
Way too jaunty and all other adjectives
Some say hobby and I say passionate
I pass the fifth because I won't stay quiet
I push pens and jets because I am a pilot
I hush down riots and get them to mosh pit
Takumi on the microphone, this boy done lost it
Geeky jargon mixed with some street slang
Big bang mixed with the wisdom of Wu-Tang
Boomerang: I go over your head
They want to toast me, I'm supreme bred
Keep my head up, eyes are toward the clouds
Dancing with my own tunes that play so loud
And I'm so proud of how far I've gotten
Had a few hundred people bop up their noggins
And if I'm Robin, I feel like Batman
After all of this I can still be Dat Phan
Keep them laughin' but I make them ponder
Rapper over here and a poet there yonder
So I launder, like Godfather
Took the cannolli so why do you even bother
I am water, fire and the earth
Quenching thirst, spitting flames and doing my dirt
Is it a curse? Depends on perspective
I'm so protected, so contraceptive
Too damn receptive to any and all thoughts
I soak up like a sponge, absorb the entire lot
The fires hot and the night is so clear
Good evening world, yes I am right here.

R.I.T.D.

Swag.
Yes I can be your first but I'll always last
Honor roll, graduation, I'm the top of the class
Insane mannerisms, coveted gentlemen
Love is a battlefield and I'm a shipped home veteran
Adorned with scars, covered in medals
War time flash backs: I thought we were something special
Never late once: I wined and dined
I strapped clocks to my feet: always running on time
Didn't appreciate me and I couldn't even comprehend
I'm sitting in 9 circles just like where Dante's been
Writing a sinful tragedy with a couple pens
But I'll make sure the divine comedy is where it ends
Let me turn around, forgetting will be the first thing
So I won't have to forgive you or the tears that you bring
You don't deserve any additional break up effort
This isn't even about you really. No love lost letter
No grand gestures. You don't get none of that
This is all fact: wikipedia styled rap
Moved on with the thoughts, sent it all away
The recoloring is on: that thing is Cray
Yeah I don't mind right now you're dolling with some creeps
I got over you: I'm consoling with my peeps
You took away my rest: you were tolling in my sleep
But now I'm ghost: so I'm rolling 6 foot deep

SH1NE

Turn on the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y’all to see this
Turn on the lights in here, baby
Know what I mean, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the—

I got 99 problems and yes I am every single one of them
Tactician and a stylist put together I've got stratagems
Take the batteries out of the flashlight, invest in me
I'm Jay-Z and Beyonce's kid, I am Destiny
Shining like a UFO. Alienating with my flow
Pedal to the mettle, full throttle, my ambition ain't too slow!
Speed demon, quick monster, I am so sick doctor
Alexander the Great on this microphone and I'm about to conquer
Featherweight body with heavy hitting delivery
Crying all the way to the crib. Tears stream down bitterly
Step father status: you hate me but you will respect
Wu-tang loves Dang, so I can say you best protect your neck
I'm so bright that even Mr. Sun wants to battle me
I just put on my shades and tell him "You should come at me!"
DOPENESS.
Apollo reincarnate yes I can boast this
I bring the heatwaves, this beat is toasted

Who is this even? Takumi the fox!
Out of the package: thinking outside of the box
Bring out the confetti and sparkles: celebration
You all know that I am your favorite Asian
Freshman year, yes I was so mature
Sophomore year, set fire so I was sure
Junior year, so mint. What do you think?
Senior year. So swag. I can get away with a wink

I’m back in the game, coach put me in
T-Pain flow: All I do is Win
With a GPA full of Bs you can hear the buzz
But I'm A plus when you can see my love
What is even left? Gotta do this right
Stealing all the bulbs I got all of the lights
Speedy Gonzales with the punching bag
Yes I am the IT THING, do you see the tag?
I hope you can hear every single word
I am flier than every single bird
Atticus Finch: classical demeanor
2012 in here! Citizen: Senior
Very ill on this like the flu virus
I'm crazy on the mic like Miley Cyrus
Pious? I'm cleanly, so godly
At the end of this I know every one will want me

Turn on the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y’all to see this
Turn on the lights in here, baby
Know what I mean, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the—

Black Rain Flow

This is all fun and games until you poke an eye out
Captain on deck, boy so high you got to fly him out
Right below your belt, fly is what I talk about
At the end of this thing you will all know what to shout
I am just a rapper so I talk about drug deals
My rhymes shine like a nine that is thug zeal
I got four fives like change for a twenty
Talking about murder like the seventies: Ted Bundy
Make a comparison to me and a killer
Then do a punchline to make the rhyme iller
I am just a rapper I am America's vanity
I am all lies and talk: Casey Anthony
Oh wait, I forgot, I ride around in a six four
No seat belt, I'm a gangster to the core
Talk about where I come from, very rough shit
You eat up my words all day: consumption
Out the window so fast I am Mcfly
I want to die the truth, rappers live a sick lie
What am I? What am I? Identity crisis
I am just a rapper here's the bullet you should bite this
Spitting ammunition but not pulling triggers
Talk about moving units but really made up figures
Am I a living nightmare or do I dream awake?
Going down to court only for a fast break
I am just a rapper breaking down stereotypes
Mono? Surround sound. You better hear what you like
Asian Kid? Sure. Wanna be? Fine.
But I got gems inside my head: diamond mind
I got five on it just like Monticello
Relationship with hip hop: black and yellow, black and yellow
I am sick on the mic like Jackson and his charges
Aim for the head with my Nintendo cartridges
I am just a rapper, I am just honesty
I am everything that I'm not: everything I want to be

Below the Influence

Black coffee mixed with a black lung and cigarettes
I'm so addicting with a huge regret
Forget me like last nights black out
Rolling the dice and unclogging the toilet: the craps out
Gambling and handling with a flow that's scrambling
Which means its so crack crack crack. Depends how you're angling
Drinking cups of whiskey so someone can chase me
Self destructive tendencies for attention? A bit crazy
My memory is hazy, my eyes a blood shot purple
Styrofoam glass in my hand which just completes the circle
Insulation above intimidation without degradation
I'm stoned video games in the basement level complacent
But let me slow it down, let me hear it pound
I'm feeling so kilo, I meant so low key now
Lying cheating stealing, yeah all kinds of sin
Well didn't you hear? Geometry is in

[Chorus]
Lying, cheating, stealing it away
All the same thing when it's day to day
What's the intention? Doesn't even matter
I'm on my below the influence swagger

Lying down just to take a rest now
Cheating death so how you like me now?
Stealing a few moments for a better time
My influenced lines will make for a better rhyme

Haters taking shots at me like alcoholic cupids
Check my crystal meth-od, I reveal details so lucid
Putrid, rank, dank, and straight up skunk'd yo!
My style is so armpit funky, I've got a slam dunk flow
I'm mister style, and on my arm is Miss Demeanor
Let me be frank, I'm surrounded by some big wieners
Allow my blunt comments, I'm a quick comet
Seeing the world through animations: Wallace and Gromit
You think I'm stoned but I'm just acting boulder
You think I got the munchies? Nah just chips on my shoulder
I'm feeling higher than the spaceman
Renewable green energy source is my escape plan
Recycle, reuse, reduce, refuse
Responses respect real regenerations rouse
Already the hero, so where's my heroine by my side?
Am I too vain for this? Well it's best to try

[Chorus]
Lying, cheating, stealing it away
All the same thing when it's day to day
What's the intention? Doesn't even matter
I'm on my below the influence swagger

Lying down just to take a rest now
Cheating death so how you like me now?
Stealing a few moments for a better time
My influenced lines will make for a better rhyme

Caffeine dreams with fiends and demons and other ghouls
My dual of duels is cruel and 3 fold like 3 bear's gruel
My tools are pipes. My muse is vice.
My flow is ice. Have you itching worse than junkies with lice
Leaving watermarks at every table I sit on at home
More brawn than stones and more Sean with combs
Selling you down the river to deliver a spitter
Of beyond witter as you watch this beat turn to splinters
D-O-P-E I have to spell it out dummy
You folks on my yolks will be how I like em': runny
Gin Rummy? Screwdrivers? All kind of drinks
Flat ones are called A cups I think
Flip, tip, slip, drip, and then you knit pick
Smoke, poke, choke, loc, before you call quits
Let me make it real clear before I leave, see,
T-A-K-U-M-I is so D-O-P-E