God Bless Pepsi (Delicious Remix)

Artist: Weerd Science
Track: “God Bless Pepsi” (Delicious Remix)

It’s so simple, got a whole list of issues
Inside of my brain gathered right next to the temple
Write all my rhymes in pencil so I can erase ‘em
The morning after I write ‘em I wake up, read ‘em and hate ‘em
Read ‘em verbatim, lay them down and made them understand
Sometimes a rapper suck, there’s nothing I can do to change ‘em
Man, it’s like I told you before
You don’t listen to me so I don’t listen no more
Give me a huge label advance and a chance at fame
And I, I’ll sing and dance go right with the grain
Sponsor soda companies promote with no shame
Smile, shake hands, damn I love this game
But just when you think that I’m your best friend
I’ma stab you in your fucking back, time and time again
‘Til the blood soaks through your sports coat
And with my Pepsi money, I’ma drink Coke
You’ll be stifle to trifle my cycling
Ease the pain of the knife that’s in my fucking back
Or is that a hose?
They’re siphonin’ my spirit, man, got to attack
Counter they blows with blocks
In the name of all that is not wack
Kick my motherfucking system into autorap
White or black, slap your face ’til your head’s not attached
Rocket blast, feel the slap back of payback hurts
But I’ve had to nurse wounds that are so much worse

Now first, I would like to call attention to your verse
The reason I’m so full that I’m about to burst
‘Cause you keep feeding me nothing but shit
And tell you what, I’m gosh darn tired of it

Damn skippy

Fission fusion using the brand of raps
Not currently used in hip hop
Lips locked, never was part of my agenda
To bend over and open up my ass cheeks
So ya’ll can dip cock (weep weep)
On the radar, making other MC’s jealous and green
Like they name was Ralph Nadar
Yeah, I’m broke as fuck and I got no paper
Shoulda just stuck with the rock, it’ve been much safer
Trying to make a dent in the world like a crater
The illest of traitors, it’s me, Darth Vader
Nothing can save ya, peace out, see you later
The dollar fifty in my wallet forcing me to hate you
Take you on a little journey through my life
Where dad slept on the sofa, never with his wife
Even as a toddler, man, it struck me as odd
But it only getting odder, I never looked to god
I just wrote rhymes on paper that’s lined
And everyone of my lines reflects the times
That I live in, giving a shit, not me
Like metal band guitars
Every one of my lyrics lately’s in drop-D

Now first, I would like to call attention to your verse
The reason I’m so full that I’m about to burst
‘Cause you keep feeding me nothing but shit
And tell you what, I’m gosh darn tired of it

I drink the whole mainstream, it won’t quench my thirst
And scream “fuck the industry” ’til it hurts
A dirty look with a smirk, like I just cursed in church
Yeah, Delicious a little off, and at times he goes berserk
But time is what I put in, and in it’s the proof
I spit seeds when I speak and the true take root
I be the cat on the scene, dirty jeans, scuffed boots
Untied, slung loose, you want the truth?
Rather than rock a fat chain I’d rather rock a tight noose
Fuck ‘em all, I’ll stick with pineapple juice
The industry can’t even swallow my lines
It’s like Pepsi got in bed with Coke
And tried to sniff the bottom line

First, I would like to call attention to your verse
The reason I’m so full that I’m about to burst
‘Cause you keep feeding me nothing but shit
And tell you what, I’m gosh darn tired of it

Damn skippy

lyrics transcribed by: Evan Cassity for Kill Your Rapper