Gasoline (Bonus Track)
Katalyst
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Gasoline - Flammable Shhhhhhhhhh This here is bout the hardest thing I ever wrote Gasoline and I'm aiming at you rappers throats Makaveli I'm back from the dead Can't you see I got these blood stains on my hands It's Mr Check 'Em off wreck em all Come through like a wrecking ball I'm creating havoc leaving damage Like a wretched storm Just call me desert storm Cuz I'm about to leave a drought People on They porches be like dang What was that about Loose cannon, double barrel triple stack with fentanyl Lighter mixed with gasoline will turn em to some vegetables I'm tryna tell you man you might just want to clear the path Cuz I'm about to get it poppin they don't want to feel my wrath Oh you don't like this crap you should've kept it quiet I feel like an inmate that's on max I'm bout to start a riot I got the shank and I'm about to hit em 16 times I give em 16 lines that leave em 6 feet 9 Homie I keep these rhymes clutched up in the holster Strudel little boys they go make me put em in the toaster You tryna come with me with beef then it's a Ponderosa Chicken little - messing with a boss And you are just a chauffeur The sky is falling bruh, I made you look But I don't blame you dog, if I was you then I'd be shook I shake em off cuz I'm about to start assassinatin Choke em out then give em CPR and then resuscitate em Do that 9 times on these cats and then decapitate em No more lives game is over I find it so fascinating No exaggerating homie I can do this in my sleep You fabricated phonies I'm about to end your streak On another note, it's getting kinda late I better get to moving if I ever wanna reach the lake Ain't gon be easy dragging bodies through the darkened woods But if I remember Marshall Mathers showed me that I could I drag em out and tie the gas tanks around they neck Adrenaline starts rushing as I fantasize about what's next I reach the destination and drench em with the fuel I set fire to the rain wont wash the gas up off of you CH CH Chance Chance Cold, you know Gasoline and Heresy Mixed togethers my cup of tea That's what you get for that poking and prodding me One cut from me could feed every MC SLAUGHTERHOUSE PORTERHOUSE Prime Cut Prime Time Sanders Barry & Deon You wanna agg me on forgot I'm cold with the Freon And ain't nobody put me on My names never been in the lights and neon - never Or in the marquee But I'm still Voorhees And this is Camp Crystal Lake Close is where the pistol stays And that pistols my pen The bullets are the ink it bleeds The murder scenes are beats Where I violently shoot 16's Inspired by sick dreams Conspire my three personalities Brought about a new Illuminati Experiences outer body That's a common occurrence I'm either calming the currents Or bringing raging storms Hey, let's bow our heads as we mourn Every rapper that's approached this fire and got burned They learned from that mistake and never returned And for the ones deciding to approach it now Well this a warning to you, I promise you'll get shut down Like doors laying on floors Can't settle this score Was a massacre to start with Math of the problems complex Fights over no contest They meals I easily digest like readers Meat cleavers And three pairs of scissors Get to work on my dinner Name said three times in the mirror Evidence evident Coincidentally coincidence is blamed But it was all done strategic This ain't checkers it's chess, check mate, I'm Bobby Fisher-Esqe It's that type of game Something y'all dabble in, I live in this everyday Professional versus Hobbyists Y'all don't need Nostradamus's to see that it's obvious That Colds a king to you peasants Honor Royalty in your presence I want the smoke and drama Thirty Eight Years Lived And on My worst day my word play kills the best that you've ever spit Heavy dose of reality, come to grips with it I lace my songs up deadly Metaphors and arsenics And if I aim at you I won't miss Every verse is ominous, malevolent Say it out loud, won't sneak diss My mind's Bradley Cooper Limitless Just accept it I'll slit my wrists if that's what it takes for the world to hear my message Cold is my name The gang is KATALYST Now that fuel is spilt, the lighters lit I need my fire and my gasoline Versatile lyrical arsonist Keep them lighters away from me
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