Let the house session commence.
I turn on my mic like maga crowds turned on pence.
Or how the crowd that screamed back the blue beat some cops black and blue for trying to stop their maga coup on January six.
And didn't even see the irony in that. I don't need to rap
But freedom needs to be intact, and these beliefs will see to that.
I'll buck the trend of politics and be honest. I hate to front
Like dudes who claim they'd drain the swamp then went and became the swamp.
If you disagree I'm not ducking your jive.
Find me in the speaker's office. The hours are 9 to 5.
You can catch me in the cannon room loading a cannon.
watching cannon on wildin out wondering is it canon.
You CAN INdeed meet meet me there where i CAN INterview you.
Everyone is my constituent so my missions to move you.
But im still midwest like meijer thrifty acres.
And my district insulates me from liars, wimps and haters,
In fact I'll gather reps to formulate this great committee
To commission better lyricists in every major city
And for that I'll even reach across the aisle and buy partisans
For cheap, like bigot billionaires be buying Clarence Thomas's
I need a hill to fight on, so I'm running a campaign
Full of negative ads that disrespect opponents names,
People hate it when it airs but they Get it every time.
Introduce it like a bill i want the president to sign
'Cause in the white house, cocaine isn't the only dope you'll find
In the president's possession you will also find my rhymes.
Like he copped it from a rastaman And chopped it like it's contraband
Rocked it at a party and it shocked a wocka Flocka fan.
Got em shouting Quan's the man . You must know not fear.
Unlike president Truman, the bucks don't stop here
Like giannis's money. And honestly dummies
Must acknowledge my process when Congress is running.
Cuz I can fill a buster with all kinds of ammo.
And have the other reps all recoiling from the shrapnel.
But if those other reps want to censure? they ca try it.
I'll make public all the skanless dirt they're trying to keep private.
Their party has a seat but they'll get sore if it flips.
Black and brown Benz; I'm trying to drive minority whips.
Ain't it clever how I equate political jargon to cars?
But enough politicking, let's talk about bars.

I'm the speaker of the house like Bose financed the mortgage
Back when I battled rappers I ate most MCs like porridge
They said my flow was either too cold or too hot
Either way its just right, so I got gold on lock.
Microphone pon cok. When in a rage I can't wear afro puffs
But metaphors, punchlines, wit and wordplay? I still have that stuff.
This fella's your huckle bearer for clever combinations of letters
Used in new methods whenever music is entered
In the soundsphere. It's my house. I'm the speaker around here.
Not newt, not Nancy, not boehner. they'd all get clowned here.
Doesn't matter what party has the majority vote.
It's always my house. Don't like it? We'll, I hope you can cope.
Cause that's a case where you have to accept the things you can't change
We hit from top of the key because my team has that range
And at the top of that key is a hole for a keychain
Which I use to take over thee world like I'm friends with pinky and thee brain.
My freestyle has free reign. I'm not charging for droplets
So don't try to shortchange me like I'm holding hobbits for hostage
I got punchlines, and I'm so intelligent that I got dumb rhymes
Sometimes I dump rhymes on my apple that bombs like bonita.
House speaker: jugg is like a subwoofer in your living room
Bass in your face and you swoon when you hear the boom
Hit you with a mic on a pole arm: you can feel the boom.
Like BFGs with Heidi klum's ex: it can Seal your Doom.
Science fiction's hidden inside of me: I conceal my Dune.
Life hurts but I got Logan blood and I'll be healing soon.
I'm speaking of recent wounds I'm putting Neosporin on.
The speaker's going on so people take a seat and know the song.
And I don't rap about murder anymore cuz honestly
I'd only kill if you threatened me my wife or my progeny.
Plus no cap about cabbage and living lavishly, cuz actually
My dream failed tragically and I'll retire from a factory
But thankfully cheddar level never measured my skill
And I can still give you bars to feel when I open my grill.
And by the way that grill is charcoal cuz gas is inferior.
Light it up and hear me spazzing on these tracks in your stereo. Huh...
Ive always called myself the speaker of the house
And when you're finished listening you will agree without a doubt
Because my flow is still like waters and runs deeper than a trout
Disagree and run a risk of catching sneakers with your mouth
From a heartbreak superkick, young buck. You can stick
Your opinions where dudes who're sick get you touched.
Cuz jugg is So ubiquitous he's putting killers in little predicaments
My mission's written lyrics that have them reeling like fishermen
That's tryna catch that trout I mentioned just a few bars Pryor
Stir them crazy with stella(r) flows on streetcars named desire.
So I'm like brando while those that oppose are brand x.
That means they're all generic, and I'll always win the taste test.
Foes hate thes like pimps that turned their daughters out. Look,
If I was in a cipher with Royce, joe, joell and crook I'd still be speaker of the (slaughter)house.
put me in any cipher, I'll ruin it,
Make the lesser skilled wanna truant it.
Make you wanna Carrey cameras near like Jim and Truman it, cuz
Rapping double time's no longer special now that everybody's doing it,
In lyrics I'm the fluent-est. And I just made that word up. I can do that.
When I make a Word Up like Cameo, it fits lika a pair of Zubasz
And a fanny pack. Nowadays negroes cant even handle that
After that they have to laugh its like they heard their granny rap
This speaker never needs to run for reelection
Cause his block keeps making stacks like Tetris.
Let me end this by saying peace to the feds cuz I don't wanna get shot
Peace to the blues and reds cuz I don't wanna get shot .
Peace to the lords and disciples cuz I don't wanna get shot
Even peace to cops with rifles cuz I don't wanna get shot.
I'll even say peace to all those racist bastards
That just wanna kill some blacks because they loving them some MAGA.
you know why? I don't wanna get shot.
And those guys are more likely to shoot than those other names that I dropped. Even the cops.
And death by redneck's not a fate befitting of a speaker.
I'd rather die getting my socks blown off by a Bonita
So I can come and go at the same time. I can't dance
But when I see a chick, I go, like common Lupe and Chance.
And many times in life I've failed to get out my own way
But that don't change the fact the speaker of the house is here to stay.
There's just too much self-sabotage I would have to do to lose,
And I could keep rapping but then there'd be no punchlines left for you to use...