Lyrics Paradox - DedDreamer feat. Mike-E

Bitch, I'm lookin' like a peridot!
That's a false paradox, can't spit for shit, bitch

That boy be lookin' like a fountain, tears on his face
I see you, bitch, you trippin', gotta go tie your lace
So many Benjamins on me, bitch, I look like a peridot
If you think you can spit, well, that's a false paradox
Paradox! Come at me? Well, bitch, you better not
You better avoid me, that way, you're better off
(Ha!) Bitch, you best believe I'm over that
Catch a case, but not talkin' court, slide with a COVID mask
Yeah, I know all these rappers don't like me
I'm a fan of you, psych, B! Checks in my bag
It ain't Nike, I got that from Def
I swing with the left, but I'm really a righty
We was fuckin' nightly, homicide? It might be
Writin' verses, grinding, throw hands, we fighting
Now I'm back to writing, shock a bitch, lightning
Scared a bitch, frightening, like the Sun, I'm shining
Perc's be callin' my name (My name), gotta do it for the fame (Yeah!)
My flow they biting, blood all on my white tee
Uppin' my game, that is when the mic evolves
Now I pass the fuckin' mic to Mike-E!

Wait! I just think I heard my name (Heard my name)
I'ma go ahead and show these bitches I'm the greatest
I don't really get it, what you saying? Out my way, bitch
Told you, "leave that shit up on the door, not on the pavement"
You trying pay shit, I ain't gonna take shit
I don't give a fuck, I go and chill, I'm meditating
Up inside my mind, and everything is elevating
I don't think you understand, you other bitches basic
Thought that you could make hits, you didn't ever make shit
All you ever did was just sit inside the basement
Listen to the same beat over and over
Write about seven bars, not even eight
And then quit, yeah, that's about your skill level
You ain't even got a mind for this shit
I rhyme in this shit, and then I get a little bit slimy in this
Because I don't give a fuck, I be rhyming like- (Perfect!)
Better than ever, they say I'm perfect
Better go ahead and look back and check your worth, bitch
Because honestly, I've been working on all of my wordplay
Verses are rhyming like better than all you others, I really think that
I might just blow up and then you all just get mad
But I won't ever give a shit, cause I'ma have a big bag
With a bad bitch with big tits, I'ma do my own thing everyday
I'ma go ahead and run around, probably go dive around Rodeo like-

Yeah, that's a false paradox, bitch, you can't spit for shit (Uh)
Benjamins on me, bitch, I look like a peridot
Like a peridot! Ha! Ha!