"SPARKLING" by Matt Caliginous

Caliginous, With The, Bidness
Like Guinness...
You Get Schweppes, Canada Dry, Listen...

Bitch...
I got a, couple...
Goyard!
Pockets ginger ale green
Reptilian scale green,
Justice in the balance as I weigh it in the bail beams
Shots fired, Hell screams
Fifth shooting bail seems
Like it's for ya well-being,
Some devils Hell seeing
In The Ninth Ring frozen, no well skiing, Nor-way sleighing,
I slip & slide in my Weejuns
Wear Thames like my name was Ethan or Egan
Matteo, 5 colon 1-4, raygun beacon
Like birds of a feather flock together
Get rained under grey weather heather, pluck chicken feathers
4-5 pumpernickel bread you tether through
Now watch the devil fart on yo ass, intestinal
You testing' who? Nada, gold on the Prada
Smack you with this gun, make you go get ya Fadda
Don't call me your Bradda, my Madda
Never had you, never had to
You'z a Chad too? Oooh...
Huffin' drug residue stuck like glue
Watchoo n***** die in ya shit and turn blue
Quieted down in the field like nobody heard jew...
The bird flew over the nest of cu-koo
Where co-coons of butter flies like worms do
I'm in the Benz all wheel drive like tor-que
Pull up, got the bitches shakin', I twerked you
Murk'd you the best, areolas thru the breast
Caress you to sleep, then creep thru the rest
Head out to the West to smoke me a bag of stress
Guess who's coming to dinner
The winner of the chicken, grippin' on my Dickens
Sippin' on Martinelli's got champagne wishes
Gucci frames, purple case, observing the hit list
I move like H****r cause I don't fuck with n*****
They will scapegoat you when noticing your difference
They'll try to make an inference in your life with interference
Then insert themselves into your shoes, 1 of 1 on clearance
You thrifted what was inexpensive
They'll think that you privileged, then judge you like they know you off appearance
N***** mad as fuck cause they ain't got no parents
They wanna blame you, make you the one they disparage
Smokin' on asparagus green all in my carriage
I guess the Clarence parents got a real good marriage
PSYCH, no comparing, just apple to a pairing
But call me King Willie to the chair an heir apparent
Peep the Nova Check scarf around my neck Ultraviolet, but it shines sun gold over Moonrise Kingdoms
Guns, bring them in the Burberry like I'm from Bingham
Like a pinball, shots (s)pin all, ring them
Been fresh before the kidz in the halls
And all of y'alls can suck my balls through my draws, cling them...
Bitch...

Caliginous, n****
Fuck y'all talkin' bout...

Rolls-Royce Music, n****...
Yeah...

SPC...
Play It On Ya PC,
Bitch... Uh-huh...

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• New Jersey