(Ayo! Back at it!)

Here we go again—it’s the Teemuth show,

Strap in tight, ‘cause I’m ready to blow.

Tee-muth

S-S-S-Sippin that Tea!

Here we go again, like a glitch in the stream,

You can’t escape the vibe, I’m the meme in your dream. (Ha!)

I’m the plot twist hittin’ when you least expect,

The clown in the crown, always cashin’ respect.

Sarcasm’s my weapon, bars sharper than a dart,

You’re a stick figure sketch, I’m a Van Gogh art. (Brush it!)

They say “Teemuth, chill,” but I’m turnin’ the dial,

From zero to chaotic in a split-second style. (Zoom!)

I’m the echo in your TikTok, the bounce in your step,

The beat that slaps hard, make your grandma two-step. (Whoa!)

Serious but funny, like a joke with a sting,

I’m the chaos conductor, hear the orchestra sing.

If vibes were a crime, I’d be locked in the cell,

But I’d jailbreak the beat and drop bars from hell. (Clang!)

So call the showrunner, tell ‘em cue my theme,

Teemuth in the building, livin’ out your dream.

Here we go again, yeah, the Teemuth show,

Fast raps, wild rhymes, let the tempo glow (Said what?)

Laugh now, cry later, I’m the twist in the plot,

Catch me spinnin’ fire while you’re still gettin’ caught

(Catch me spinnin’ fire)

(I’m the twist in the plot)

You think you’re keepin’ up? Nah, sit down, son,

I’m a marathon sprint while you’re stuck on run. (Slow!)

Bars fly faster than a Tesla in space,

You’re a Windows ‘98, I’m the new interface. (Update!)

Sarcastic as a tweet with a thousand likes,

Funny how I’m ridin’ while you’re crashin’ your bike.

I’m the chef in the kitchen, cookin’ beef so raw,

Your rhymes are pre-packaged—microwave flaw. (Ping!)

Serious? Oh, I’m serious, like a court in session,

But my flow’s so wild, it’s a therapy session.

I’m a mix of contradiction, a parody king,

I’ll roast myself twice before you say a thing. (Facts!)

The Teemuth show—yeah, it’s wild by design,

You’re a black-and-white sketch, I’m a neon sign.

They say, “Tone it down,” but I’m crankin’ it up,

This ain’t a party—it’s a lyrical cup. (Pour it out!)

Sip the sarcasm, taste the irony,

I’m the star of this chaos, and the world’s watchin’ me.

(and the world’s watchin’ me)

Tee-muth

S-S-S-Sippin that Tea!

The show must go on, yeah, no intermission,

Droppin’ bars so heavy, they’re a gravitational mission. (Pullin’!)

You’re the intro act, I’m the grand finale,

You’re a kiddie pool splash, I’m the whole tsunami.

I’m the beat breaker, the rhyme shaker, the stage invader,

Your playlist is basic, I’m the vibe creator. (Boom!)

Serious but funny—how you balance that weight?

Like a Michelin chef servin’ jokes on a plate. (Serve it up!)

I’ll clown you and crown you in the same damn verse,

Laugh at my own joke while you call the hearse. (Dead!)

Fast rap? Nah, this is warp-speed flow,

I’m the glitch in the system that you’ll never outgrow.

Funny but deep, like a paradox in rhyme,

I’m the past, present, future, all at the same time.

So buckle up tight, we’re just shiftin’ the gears,

The Teemuth show’s wild—been runnin’ for years.

(wild—been runnin’ for years)

Here we go again, yeah, the Teemuth show,

Fast raps, wild rhymes, let the tempo glow (Said what?)

Laugh now, cry later, I’m the twist in the plot,

Catch me spinnin’ fire while you’re still gettin’ caught

(Catch me spinnin’ fire)

(I’m the twist in the plot)

Tee-muth

S-S-S-Sippin that Tea!