Текст песни Pulaski - Dank Delish

I know what ya thinking
What the fuck is a Pulaski

So I find this guy at an open mic
And I think it went well cuz he invited me to his humble abode at Pulaski
Then I got there and it was not what I expected

But like

Bitch I was at Pulaski
Met this dude named Dank Delish like last week
Told me to pull up if I'm ready to get my ass beat
Thinking dude got games
Maybe Street Fighter or Tekken
A way to ease tension between a couple of new faces you feel me?
I walk up the block and mans is at the top of the stairs
Death glares down upon me
Aura screaming "I'll kill you"
But
I remain cordial
Tellem was poppin bro
He tells me my time has come and to say goodbye cuz it's time to go

It's time to go
What the fuck you mean it's time to go

He pulls out a sword and swipes straight to the head
Shocked and bewildered I send Cameraman to repay his debts
Three piece to the chest Dank looks impressed
"No one's ever dodged that move" he says
I tell him this is all a misunderstanding
He steps, poses, and brandishes his weapon
The wind gust harder
The sun beams stronger
Beads of sweat fall down my face as I brace for impact
This man is ready to take the block out
Smoke is fuming out of his mask
He calmly exclaims "Delicious Judgment" and pursues forward in a dash
I look left and Cameraman got turned into spaghetti
Back at Dank and he looks cool and ready to drop bombs
Step-forward the pressure intensifies
The atmosphere begins to weigh me down
The sky is changing colors
Dank is getting closer
And as he begins to pull his sword out I ask,
"Why are you doing this"
And he says,
"Cuz you're a Stank McFish!"
And from a distance we hear
"He's not a Stank McFish! He's just tryna make music with you, Dank"

That was Dreamed the Northerner, Dank's roommate
We went upstairs, smoked some weed,
Played some video games,
And here we are