키: G# minor•
Verse 1
told you we'd be back,
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G#m
Welcome to hell, welcome to hell
There's a switch I flip, emotions cut off
So cold that I froze my butt off
And it's in even the tip of the iceberg
Yet it's like squirtin' a squirt
gun in the ocean
Fuck off, other words I ain't
put a taint in the game
Compared to the damage I've yet to do
As long as you still have feelings to hurt
I'll be around as long as
you let me get to you
Long as I got two balls to palm,
I'll be the bottom, you just a parcel of
Gits gang, little piss hands,
and see if I don't come along
and stomp your farm
So when wind starts blowin' shit,
talk about goin' in,
goin' insane's more like it
Whizzin' up words when
he spits hazardous,
with it like a disastrous blizzard
So you better listen quick,
fast, I'm missin'
Yeah, go ahead, little prick,
pass it, diss it
But when you get hit with
a sick ass explicit flow,
don't ask how much of his passing is it
If it goes in it, just know that
all he knows is dick
It's better to kick ass than kiss it
Dick dastardly of audacity,
mental capacity unmasked
It has to be stopped,
but it can't be, my man,
I can't just keep doin' em like that
Guess who just came through
to blast you, bitches?
you a book of matches
Like in them of the white linen,
you bout to have to admit it
They pass you the mic, ask you, spit it
And you got hands at your own ass,
your ass in your own hands
I'm sure they gon' laugh
when you go into the bathroom with it
Now with what would you
come against us?
Better be somethin' with a big foot,
better greet
Easily these are the reasons
that we need to be in y 'all prayers
Each region breeds them
MCs that wanna be them means that they want
to breathe our air with these ideas
Anybody thinkin' the game
don't need the bad and
Piston team didn't need Isaiah
this is a different breed of MCs, I swear
Better beware,
there's too much at stake
and to find someone that's
raw on a beat is rare
You can kiss my ass,
any shit stains off my underwear
that I don't even wear
This gotta be no fair,
this like hittin' the lottery, oh yeah
Ooh, you know how that there
gotta be no pair, shawty,
that I got all the bottom of your hair
Classic smack, you're smothered
with reed and a weed,
but perhaps you will have no rebuttalin'
Fact, you seein' me in this rappin'
It's like Santilla, tequila,
can sing like Jasmine Sullivan
C#m
G#m
Back to Bastion, Skulligan
of Dodge Dodge Aspen
Shouldn't have to explain my metaphors
You has been the duller than
color books
that ain't colored in
Second and third, fourth win,
got another win
Here they come again,
none other than bad and evil
Also known as Saddam and Osama bin
It's been a long time,
but I bet that neither one of us
have felt sicker
than we do right now
And we only get ill every time,
me and Nick'll fuck a shit up on a dime
So tellin' us to pipe down's
like talkin' to a meth head
Brooks with us on a deathbed,
last breath with an infection
Fightin' it while he's
watchin' internet porn
Bout to meet his death with an erection,
G#m
D#m
What I mean is David Carrey,
Dean
Jackin' his penis
chokin' his own neck
What parts it don't get,
I'm sayin' I die hard
When you listenin' to my bars,
lettin' put the F -I -R -E
Comin' out your iPod,
come up in a place
Chicks head start spinnin'
like motherfuckin' white walls
Got your mother suckin' my balls
while we fuck each other
Punch each other in the eyeballs,
and I never say I'm sorry
The 5 '9 and a fire marshal,
we split within intensity
To shut shit down in the industry,
two different entities
With a propensity to put these NUTs
up inside of your cock
C#m
D#m
Can you - NAH! Ha! Ha! shit!
it! Stop Stop it!
Welcome to the CD!
Welcome to the CD!
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