Too Easy

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Mansoor Gottem

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(MG on the beat, someone come get me)
Shit is too easy
Pick myself up from the ground
Seven times weekly
Heard that your boyfriend is sleazy
He had some hookers around
They came out greasy
Keeping it cold when it's breezy
I buy the shit by the pound
They watching me but I'm too sneaky
Not to sound cheesy
I am controlling the sound
Like I was Yeezy
Like I was Yeezus
I don't need visas
I know my ex is out spreading diseases
Coughing and wheezing
I am just teasing
Rev the fuckin Enzo that I am leasing
Chef prepare the benzos that I am eating
Wake up in a Benz though without no feeling
Don't go outside I got stars on the ceiling
I am the phantom you're hearing
I am the ghost of the opera
I make a toast to this genre
I make a toast to this shit
All I was drinking was vodka
And eventually, I quit
You the same lil' bitch
What you say, lil' bitch?
Come and play, lil' fucker
Eat your soul just for supper
Run you over with a hummer
Beat the f*ck out of my drummer
That's just me but even dumber
Yeah, it's me man what a bummer
I got runners, I got gunners
Fucked shit up back in the summer
Made it back with a new number
Bumper to bumper
I'm jumping, I'm pumping
You all with some lead
Yeah, I wanna see bloodshed
I want fuckers really dead
There's nothing wrong with my head
All I fucking see is red
All I fucking smell is dread
Pull you by your fucking head
Wanna run? Go ahead
It'll be longer before you are dead
I can kill you from my bed
I got hitters and they spread
I'm the needle, you some thread
You can't face me head to head
If you come along, it's death ahead
If you come along, it's death ahead
It's death ahead
Shit is too easy
Pick myself up from the ground
Seven times weekly
Heard that your boyfriend is sleazy
He had some hookers around
They came out greasy
Keeping it cold when it's breezy
I buy the shit by the pound
They watching me but I'm too sneaky
Not to sound cheesy
I am controlling the sound
Like I was Yeezy
Like I was Yeezus
I don't need visas
I know my ex is out spreading diseases
Coughing and wheezing
I am just teasing
Rev the fuckin Enzo that I am leasing
Chef prepare the benzos that I am eating
Wake up in a Benz though without no feeling
Don't go outside I got stars on the ceiling
I am the phantom you're hearing
I am the ghost of the opera
I make a toast to this genre
I make a toast to this shit
All I was drinking was vodka
But eventually, I quit
You the same lil' bitch
What you say, lil' bitch?
Come and play, lil' fucker
Eat your soul just for supper
Run you over with a hummer
Beat the f*ck out of my drummer
That's just me but even dumber
Yeah, it's me man what a bummer
I got runners, I got gunners
Fucked shit up back in the summer
Made it back with a new number
Bumper to bumper
I'm jumping, I'm pumping
You all with some lead
Yeah, I wanna see bloodshed
I want fuckers really dead
There's nothing wrong with my head
Bitch

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