Lyrics:
the zapper hunting for mosquitos
Sake in his hand munching on Tostitos
Dads call me pussy slayer ready for hire
A new girl a night bent down at the fire
into the flame
I said what's in the box
I'm like Brad Pitt in Seven
Severed heads
Electrical demands
Going to get shocked in your ears
It's heaven
I'm
(Richard Thompson)
(Track 1 - Time 3:28)
It was three in the morning when he took me apart
He wrecked my house and he wrecked my heart
He
more,
I leave footprints in fours, two for bi-peds, two more to break the door
Practically caress the utterings of crushed by drudgery brothers
Back once again it's the team from before
Hit the ground running when we came through the door
Keep the crowd going every time we perform
Shout it
what the hell am I saying?
All I really know is that I’m never playing
Going in hard, from the very start
Never gonna be put in my place by you retards
she sold out
'Cause I was tryin' to leave, No Doubt
In anyone's mind one day I'd go down in history
Think they know now, because everybody knows
the nine
First I took two clips and then I took two more
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
I took three shots and then I
mind isn't pretty in the light
The motto wasn't to follow down this shameful path
Why is music with a message a disgraceful art
The game is so dirty
motherfuckers give you the benefit of the doubt, so they cheer you on in public
But, behind closed doors these niggas steady praying on your downfall
They don't
it off the top like hats off
Count down in a second you gone blast off
NASA couldnt see us going that far
That bar
Half of yall wanna see my back
Uptown dropped down pull up in the flogging cleats
Real cats hate pussies sayin fishy shit each day
Hunt the fucker down for ratting up, snitch fillet
happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door
flows by myself
Pour more go go gadget
I'm in Slow Mo
4 More bars
I got double though
And a couple hoes
Running in yo door
Running to the dough
Running up
solid since a toddler, I won't never change
Hammy downs in the closet, now we on to better things
Banging on the door, I'm coming for it, standing on ten
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White shining, silver studs
the Holy Spirit feeling hotter flames
Speak against affliction speaking healing
In my Father’s name
So much power in it I’m about to pop a vein
Full
out now!
Yo! 7,6,5,4,3,2,1
I'm on the microphone, got you hot like the sun
So a 1,2,3 now I'm waiting on the 4
Kick down the door and turn it up
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
a sword to your torso
Open up the door to find the modern day Sodom Gomorrah, entire society is distorted
Pleasure in all variety imported, kiss your
defeat you
Magic up in the booth, sampling of me too
Fascinating me do, fascinating me too
That is great you see do, Fernando Pey what he do
Track today
down with the fly guy
Look me in the face,like you're strong when you walk by
And all you punk niggers talking shit
Step to the side,bow your head like
your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage
going all in, Jake Paul is appalling
Jay Foreman is boring
James Corden, according to me
Is a great big ball of just boring
I'll call in and diss my
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