It Ain't All That Serious

[Intro]
Hip hop [x3]
Uh, and alright, & okay [x6]

[Verse 1]
And alright, ladies and gentlemen, welcome back for the second chapter
This is after lip lock happy ever after, sung from rafters
Lightning in a bottle captured, bruh
I ain't just some new rapper
I think I said that before? If not I'll reassure later
Name is Josh Murray, at the least I'm here to please Kate Casler
Yessir, it's Yung Pastor back for the second time
Master Josh Murray, hurry and see me wreck some rhymes
Beat murderer, I plead guilty to the crime
And now before I'm done with the sentence, let me present you this sentence:

[Chorus]
Just don't take this too serious
We just make music to vibe with [x4]

[Verse 2]
I don't make filler tracks, this is a movement
Just something that you can groove with
Just something that you can vibe with
This rhapsody contains a couple tricks and traps combined with
A whole new feeling to it, I hope you like it
I spit fire; we all know it, I been proved it
Now comes the fun part, focusing on the music
The instrumentation's crazy like
10,000 Benjamins beyond last time
And I whittle them all down to the last dime
To the last rhyme
So don't expect any flashy verses
I'm not a rapper, I'm a poet like Vergil versus a wordsmith
Kick back, relax, take off your kicks, open your purses
Toss a dollar if you want
If not? Ay, you're still worth it
I bundle two gifts in this 'jungle music', gab and progressive flow
Put that over Schnier and it appears to be professional
So y'all like to think we're next, but in reality TV, my confessional
We put it all on tunes just for you, and if it's wack...
...So?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
But then it's like, why try to fight it?
If I'm lying I'm crying and if I'm crying I'm lying
I guess I might be a Mayan, I mean I'm ending rappers' worlds
And trick, I'm flyer than fly
Like I'm from Philly like Milly
Ay, where my miles? I'm silly
And still in time with this trilling
Keep it trillest at all times
'Til it's a little kid living in the business of killing
I make a killing off killing
But only beats
I take an 808 and slice it to a 404
Dabble in horrorcore if it's more important
Or if you're important, then I'll order more
Like a drill sergeant
Going hard in the paint
I'm not the one you wanna start with
I'm hardest, smartest, an artist
And, honestly, beyond modest
A refined palette, so let me paint this picture like MS
Lambaste the wack, that's my job description
And this ain't scripted, it's cryptic
P.S.: Thank me later, I put the haters on milk cartons!

[Outro]
So, don't take this too serious. We, uh, w-we just make music to vibe with. Unless, of course, you wanna sign me, 'cause I mean, that's cool too. Ummm... next track!