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Built To Last (feat. Model Citizen; prod. by .dB)

from The Chris Tape, Volume One by Christopher Michael Jensen

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Track 19

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(Verse 1: Christopher Michael Jensen)
Yo, you can catch me in Dinkytown, chillin' like Bob Dylan, lyrics killin' 'em all, it's like I'm buildin' a bomb, stealin' the spotlight, right, it's like a villain's involved, reelin' 'em in like fish, adults, kids, and all children, willin' to stop, nah, I'm not willin', yo, I'm Minnesota's top contender like Brock Lesnar, with top billin', and I got skills so I'm hot, sweat drippin' off, spillin', it's me against the world like Pac and Scott Pilgrim, I outline your demise like cops scribblin' with chalk on the sidewalk when you're not livin', on the crime scene with rhyme schemes I got, thrillin' and fillin' your head to the max with raps, I got millions, in fact, I got zillions to last, I'm not kiddin', you better pop pills in your mouth to stop feelin' all the pain in your brain when I rock pavilions, bring an era of terror and drop buildings on top of 'em

(Chorus: Christopher Michael Jensen)
Because I'm built to last, you stupid emcees can't kill these tracks like I can, I'll rhyme until I'm passed, sayin', fuck 'em, because I'm, just built to last, you stupid emcees can't kill these tracks like I can, I'll rhyme until I'm passed, sayin', what

(Verse 2: Christopher Michael Jensen)
I'll take it back like a lateral pass was thrown, givin' wack ass rappin' clones the boot like Battletoads, I told you I was built to last and so I have to show you that I can do it until my casket's closed, you wanna get it crackin', man, I'll crack your bones, strike you with the mic, beat you down and smash your skull, after a show I'll snatch your gold, snap your platinum plaque in half and go out and trash your home, I don't even own a gun, but I don't need to pack the chrome, my lyrics alone will lay you up in catacombs, so let the facts be known, since my first talent show, I've rocked the crowd from front to back like a palindrome, my flow's spot on like calico, so all of these wannabe gangsters and Al Capones need to go back to the lab and rewrite for at least a decade and a half to compose like Axl Rose, ohhhh

(Chorus: Christopher Michael Jensen)
Because I'm built to last, you stupid emcees can't kill these tracks like I can, I'll rhyme until I'm passed, sayin', fuck 'em, because I'm, just built to last, you stupid emcees can't kill these tracks like I can, I'll rhyme until I'm passed, sayin', what

(Verse 3: Model Citizen)
Yo, it's murder, end o' story, yeah, I'm hazardous, 'cause every battle rap's attached to Surgeon General's warnings, worse than Purgatory, I'ma drag ya to hell, and you'll get hurt if you ignore me, I've had it with the smell of all the, rotting corpses of those wack emcees who by some ungodly force chose to scrap with me, 'cause you're no match for me, son, I'm so dastardly I blow my nose and it snows so I don't have to sleep, I could go half a week awake, comin' with dopeness, while I blow a bag o' weed, I'm in a haze but I'm focused, yo, it's Model Citizen, that bottle grippin' dissident, omnipotent but godless, ya'll, I'm on a lot o' different shit, rockin' a fitted with Airs don't make ya hardcore, and a fedora and Chucks don't make ya deep, uh uh, ya'll are just an embarrassment to the art form with horrible motherfuckin' flows and lame beats, but, I'm not a hater, I just cuss a lot, because you're claimin' to be major but ain't comin' hot, baby, I'm a juggernaut, comin' off a wicked hangover 'cause I’m drunk a lot, but you'll prob'ly wish I stayed sober, or stayed home or somethin', it's game over when I punch in, lames, go away, we're takin' over the conjunction junction with a function to munch anybody who comes and it's lunch and I'm a glutton for consumption, what, man

(Chorus: Christopher Michael Jensen)
Because I'm built to last, you stupid emcees can't kill these tracks like I can, I'll rhyme until I'm passed, sayin', fuck 'em, because I'm, just built to last, you stupid emcees can't kill these tracks like I can, I'll rhyme until I'm passed, sayin', what

credits

from The Chris Tape, Volume One, track released July 12, 2011
Vocals written and performed by Christopher Michael Jensen and Matt Jensen.

Original production by .dB.

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