Lyrics: No Quack

Recording
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I'm no quack, I'm a crackerjack, better in the sack than Khalil Mack, I pack a knack for snapping back when I attack the track, I rack up accolades cuz I a-m change call me a quarterback, I'll hack a Mac with a fax machine and ask, how you like them Apples, Wozniak? I don't lack for tact, I manufacture truth like alternative facts, then cackle and watch em squirm, call me a pachyderm cuz I got thick skin, smooth operator like Hamiltonians, 3-star rating from Michelin, dirty flow like Flint Michigan, rally so fast call me Wimbledon, trophy case full cuz I only win, evangelize like I was born-again, first birth in the city of Bethlehem.

Got all the tricks, I’m unfair at bridge
More fans than David Miscavige
Greatness is in my heritage
I’m so cool you’ll need to spare a fridge
Ang-kor a ship like the Khmer exist

Even my superiors address me as mis-ter,
Transport you to Oz like a twis-ter,
Dorothy fell in love when I kissed her
I rap so fast I got blis-ters,
Controlled flow like transis-tors

Call it Kurds and Wei cuz I gassed Saddam Hussein’s Haram insane ass to a backwards age when a fascist reigned over the USA, a pander-in’ thief made commander-in-chief of a racist fief, a rancid nation, emancipation from this disenchanted Reich begins when I chant into the mic, I’ll take flight like a feisty shrike, ignite the minds of every tyke ‘till I’m two-tired like a bike. Psyche! I go all night, fight from dusk to light cuz I got no bounds like a bottle of Klein but still churn out jewels like a diamond mine.

So much green I’m like a patch of cabbage
Losin’ me more tragic than a miscarriage
Got so many rings I’m like a failed marriage
Just bein’ real, not tryna disparage

I’m a Flash Player, got a million versions
Nicknamed immortal, an army of Persians
Wrap your head 'round me like your brain’s a turban
Cuz I’m nothin’ to fuck with like a horde of virgins

I got more brands than laundry detergents
Enemies endangered like a school of sturgeons
Treat ‘em how my country treats enemy insurgents
Like the legacy of Japanese internments

I’m so bomb caused nuclear deterrence
Climate change is due to my emergence
My raps save lives like a team of surgeons
The Second Coming’s what they call my resurgence

It all points to me like a negative divergence
And I’m independent from my exes, like uniform convergence