The Champ Is Here - Portal, Grinch & Adesix

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Drive me slow, down the road Sound the horn on every bend. Bow your heads, respect the dead For he had many, many friends. Now follow the road, through the tunnel of trees To the big, wide open field. And take a left, up the muddy track To the house where I grew up... And here is the place, when I die, I want you to bury me Beneath this old, willow tree Enough of an epitaph for me. And here is the place, when I die, I want you to bury me These friendly roots will hold my bones And I will never be alone. Stop the car, on the track Stoop to kiss me - I can't kiss you back Shed no tears, for all the years You've made up for what I lacked. And heave me up, to head height On the shoulders of my friends. And lay me down, on the lawn When all the curtains have been drawn... And here is the place, when I die, I want you to bury me Beneath this old, willow tree Enough of an epitaph for me And here is the place, when I die, I want you to bury me These friendly roots will hold my bones And I will never be alone.

Empty Entry A deserted invitation Tracing footsteps I've made once before Shapes aloft, my chest compresses The breeze flows in shimmers Resonate! Behold, another hindrance Flooding, consuming me An imposing, intricate will Illustrator! Fabrications! The wind in the leaves The cool sting of night on my face A golden moment, a sight with no palette Impossibility dancing for me The moon as the sun These lines drawn stagnant The scene bled dry of its color World's intent, subtle and latent This air breathes like no other Stellar window, lost fruition Moonlight holds its fixation Structures come crashing. A dwelling embedded Two worlds fighting, perfection in chaos A guiding lamplight. Mangled and waning It's halo grounded, feeding the unknown I'm home, it's homeless Vacant, deprived Here I am someone, but among nothing Finding abandon Wretched, picturesque The Mass' eviction, nuclear isolation Welcomed with an empty howl The echos lay dreary and hidden Held out overnight No one to listen Creeping, heavy loom Swallows all within its shadow Blooming silhouette Growing finality Reaching far beyond sight Contorting the space in between Shortened stride, dragged by the tide Brought into view of what's to be seen A likeness amidst the figures Acting only in cycles Frantic and urgent they hurry through shadows Their pace is quickened, invader Hour of witches demands blood to be spilled The lights show no timely soul The dark of the threshold competes with the night Visions of idleness can't hold Forever Callous bludgeoner What more could sate the thief Irreversible permanence You'll earn your penitence Callous bludgeoner What more could sate The Thief Irreversible permanence Glutton, you must have had your fill Gaping eyes bestowed by the moon Calls deafened by the fall A hand extended, breaks the fixation What hides behind the night (The Thief) On my own too long Do you hold the Key? You'll uncoil me? Surely, my savior Will this release me? I know why you're here. I've begged and prayed for it Don't spin me your lies, I've heard it all before I wish it were me, the second fate went swinging But this wasn't the plan, I never knew his name Open the door, find solace in the absence Pull me from this strain The echoes that gnaw, toothless and silent Send word of me Oh my god it's starting... Sinking, sinking, sinking Can't relive this, stop this Let me just be nothing! You weren't here before You have to be the way It must be, you must be! I've learned that blood can't soak deeper than this End me here, I'm changed, I'm done Look at my hands, look at me Look at me now! Look at me now! God, please, look at me now! Look at me now! Look at me now! My God, Please! LOOK AT ME NOW!

First off fuck Santa Claus He ain't never done shit for a nigga like me People been hating on me since I was like three Just because I was different and my skin was light green Hating and spreading rumors all over IG IC them coming for everything that IB Trolling hard and making fun of my teeth My skin, my hair, and the fucking way that I speak Was the night before Christmas, all through the house I sat in my room alone with no spouse scrolling my phone Comparing myself to people who don't put no food in my mouth Looking around jerking off to Bella Thornes OnlyFans account While scheming the system and faking Depression so I can gеt rich just to double my clout I'm tired of Christmas, I don't want a presеnt Can't wait for the future, I'm done the past I'm fucking up Santa on sight if I see him I'm punching his belly and kicking his ass Rudolph can get it That red on his nose a get put on his head if he's talking that trash Döner and Blitzen then Prancer and Vixen And Comet and Cupid and Dasher and Dance Santa gon' think I'm a psycho I'm dunking these cookies like Michael I'm fucking Ms Claus then I'm posting the vid so your hoe, hoe, hoe is viral Life is a vicious cycle, karma comes around and bites you This for everybody who was mean and Bullied me down in Whoville back in highschool Listen I'm not ugly it's acquired taste My hams greens with the eggs and steak I max out on my dog, I'm scamming unemployment out in several states I drive stick, I don't need a sleigh Need no hooks 'cause I've mastered bait I'm so good even Santa plays this song on Christmas I'm the Grinch No hands when I'm taking a piss No condom when I'm fucking ya bitch In and out like the burger I'm saucing the patty so buns on my dick a stick I don't need fire to heat to my crib, you dumb fuck, I'm already lit And the only time you'll ever rap Better is when you're wrapping Christmas gifts I wanna know if you're naughty or nice I bet you pray on the downfall of others like me whenever you sleep at night Fuck this society Everyone acts like they're perfect while judging another's life You don't qualify to judge on what is wrong from right You're not God Oh, my God I'm bout to throw massive fit A punch I don't care if you're a pacifist I'll pass this fist like a perfect Steve Nash pass assist You straight ass, all you pass is gas And if you do the math you'll never be half of half what my active is I'm captaning you cap that's a asterisks To say you should never try to be an activist Let me explain my pain and why I'm going insane And why ya negative energy's penetrating my brain I gotta fettish for dead ish I'll JJ Reddish ya face for speaking Plethoric Rhetoric on a veterans name Don't ever speak on my green unless its money I've made And if you do it a g g gain I'ma k k k k k k k k kick in ya face Then take my body builder body run and pick the pace Back to my cave up the mountain where I'll kick up legs I know you're sick of how I innovate Santa has been jealous looking for ways to eliminate you can suck this dick STD if you abbreviate deviate abracadabra you keep on talking you'll disintegrate I'm dissing-the-great (dis-in-te-grate) Chimney sliding milk cookie diving sleigh driving elf and high Fiving jolly fat smiling guy that rides private without no license G-R-I-N-C-H, I'm all green, not clean, spray me with Lysol I'm depressed, that's ok I take drugs to pick me up like ground balls You can tell by my I eyeballs I self loath so much I might call 1-800-got-junk and tell them I think I'm suicidal And if they don't pick up I'll kill myself and then I'll go viral Then tell God we need a Grinch chapter in next years new age Bible Then get spiteful, look at Earth and see all of my haters living Life so seek revival and kill them And all their friends on my arrival... And once I arrive you should pray I decide not to come for your neck Do not be cordial and smile in face you're a snake and I've heard all the lies that you've spread Do not say sorry or act like you made a mistake and pretend that you want to be friends 'Cause now it's too late and the words that you've said are words that have driven me over the edge Now I see red Now I see bullets in unison traveling straight to your head Now I see people in pain their emotions Are withering hanging on just by a thread You should of left me alone the unknown was the thrill you were Searching for but now instead I'm lyrically piercing your flesh for that thrill And I'll do it again and again and again Look in the mirror, there is no reflection 'cause you're getting sick You hate on everyone you selfish narcissistic fucking prick You've destroyed me with your words I might just cut off both your lips And then go trans and cut my shit if it means you'll get off my dick Even the nicest people have their limits Play stupid games And win stupid prizes Merry Christmas

I'm the grinch no Santa You don't like my manners I don't take no quarters You ain't got no presents boy Imma give you kid empty packs I'm a menace boy Imma cut the lights out So no Christmas boy I got flow like water Waves around the corners This beat is getting slaughtered You'd better call a doctor Yeah they sad I stole Christmas And they need it Dawg Grinch my government name They don't know this Dawg YunG the man He so cool he don't do gang He ain't go no opps Take the throne ain't no thing Tried to reach that place Tried but I fell down Get some bags 100 coins BTC Heart so small like Grinch Shoot your shots you miss No Christmas in this scene Cos I run the city I don't get no tickets 5 in a 2 hour limit I don't get no tickets I'm the man of the city Smarter man Rick n Morty fan These rappers lame Cos they ain't got no plan Green like grinch Paper every week Invest a lot Till I get really rich Slow down you been talking for a hour They need some water Gotta put out my fire I'm the business and the clout Like willow whip it out They thought I was a clown I'm the one that made it out Got my shoes and my ties on Got a cool vibe on Summer jam hot i dont have any ice on I might ride a ghost cab I'm casper with a dark side Opps in my way i dont side step Imma a ride on to the sunset Yeah Yeah I made it Pent house in the top of the city Like the Babel demon city Buy some stocks on us we winning I speak so different And I'm hella foreign Now you know Tell your Joe Brandon Santa ain't coming Grinch is home You sound a lot like Santa I might be you karma Leave me for a hour You might end up sour Heart small hustle big Now you know I'm grinch I don't care who you is I'm out of your league Yeah it's your boy YunG HPC You know what I'm saying Is the beat over yet It ain't over Skrr skrrr Yeah Skrr skrr Yeah I'm back in the game Yah I make it rain I cannot be tamed Cos I'm 10 outa 10 I'm 1 out of a million Get your man a zillion Blood diamonds Make them bleed till they get me some They got a little fame Won't be the same Siamese sharing brains Devan a sage My bro's tooth was in place Till that idiot came You Sucker punched his face He caught a case We gon get you back before summer You picture looks great on a most wanted poster I wasn't there but heard from my brother Oh yeah he called my phone but I didnt answer We got class in the game Skinner gang That's a touch down Not a tanner I'm a coder You're a beginner You're in a rental You don't get it You so fake it's so insane You should get your own car And make sure it's in your name I could have been a saint But you'll never figure out I had to hide that cos y'all keep talking but I trust in God Now they can't get a grasp And they close to the ground I am too big for the planet earth Flying outa space yeah My vision sharp it feels like a tunnel It's okay if you think I'm wrong My kid named Cheech and yeah he a dawg I don't hesitate and I post my bond I just levitate when the bridge ain't strong I know that you soft and you ain't tough No tats on my face Napoleon rage Checked out early I'm done for the day