Untitled A.K.A. Change the Beat (Bonus Track)

And so, Viktor Vaughn hid from the world

A fascinating story, but it changes nothing

Oh, word nah, yo, change that beat

That's alright, but

The other shit other shit was iller

Word, word yo, that shit is dope right there

A modern day marvel, but terrible better

Horrible when he grab the mic from son

He crushed up all his metacarpals

He said he ain't mean it, totally by accident

After the show

He didn't follow where y'all taxi went

Will this be available on wax? Ask Max Mill

They on the opposition to

His ass-wack tax bill

But will it pass the senate? Slum lord tenant

And it's super like 1-A, have a fun stay

One day, he plan to put in a runway

With enough land for his own

Projects and gun play

Section eight penthouse

Maid look like Faye Dunaway

A lot of y'all ass out like gay runaway

It's, how they say? Semi-risqué

All day everyday

Give out Emmys the quick way

Have the average MC say, "Give me a sick day"

They really ain't got shit to

Say like Timmy McVeigh (Oh, shit)

Get a hunch, a real rag tag bunch

In school, he kept a durag in a bag lunch

Just to eat heads on some

Breakdance shit and spit

He writ this skit in Sanskrit

If the pants fit, sport 'em, but rock 'em low

Your man like Rollo on the

Slow, can't knock it, though

It's like the same hustle, bro

Two knuckles glow tucked in Le Tigre just to

Let the name buckle show

Good googly moogly, see that loogie?

Yeah, but keep it on the DL hughley

You don't watch her

He might house her like Doogie

Just to cut her loosie like, swoosh

Mit'surugi gooey gum drops

Who he got his style from? His pops

You gotta give the bum some props

Ask your sister, her beat box is more thicker

DOOM that nigga detox with more liquor

Villain for hire, admire the sound

Make sure the price is right

Before he come on down

(Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh)

Rappers be on some, "You, you, you"

Forgot who they talking to

Too much pork stew

They need to not come out with nothing new

Blew the whole shit up on some

"What this button do?"

DOOM cheat the game like walkthrough

Run 'em, son 'em like Mr rourke do Tattoo

The way a lot of clowns get down is unnatural

This flow flip like oranges, apples

Rhymes is like limes to a Lemonade Snapple

Leave her at the chapel, don't eat scrapple

First thing they notice when they come

To is they bling is gone

Then they start remembering the Klingon

With the rings on

In came the Villain with the

Old gear like, "Hi, there"

"Y'all play the rear

This whole year my year"

Metal Face beard like Brillo pad

Y'all know his steelo, so don't feel so bad

Seed call him, "Old dad

" the one the old ho had

Knew he was a winner since

A swimmer in the gonads

Okay, pal, pay him like PayPal

So we could be A-OK, not OK corral

I think today, I'll make the ladies say, "Ow"

And maybe fuck around take a bow now

Who made his first mill and

Still carry razor blades?

Used to be straight A's and

Still made the grade?

Retarded ass, how he get cash so fast?

Year after last

He left back in the retarded class

Should've went to BOCES

Watch him all closely

Who he think he supposed to be?

Villain who always win

At least he stay consistent

Find out where that bitch went, get a room

Pitch a tent (yeah)

Yo, Max, yo, change that beat, yo

You got another one? Nah, yo