letra de godzilla (remix) - gavin a. boyce
dont underestimate the f-cking rate i spit ima detonate refreshiate in the pledge i made my blood is fake i didn’t wanna spill it but i have to decimate til i fabricate a new decoy for them to hate
like my peice of pie
till i die
you can’t fight me i got your license plate on tape
your super fake
thought you were jello
i heard a fellow turned yellow
and through up all over the mellow coch-llo as a bellow
storage in my brain
will be my rise to fame
throughout my days
in my own lane
like tesla driving
they won’t be finding
your body when your dying
while im diving
your crying
while trying a different rhyme scheme ho
get the f-ck out my…pimpin’ ho
slang elbows; lay real low
another million led to bled, claimin innocence
cause you don’t quite meet the standards of excellence
shake that ass hoe
the worth of life hangs in the balance
hah, this is the perfect jab
that’s why a b-tch be…
hustled and played in the gutter
one b-tch is always better
fo’ sho baby
from my grandmomma to my lil daughter
right smack in the middle
man-made diseases where skin cells corrode
yeeeeah, i know you feeling what i’m saying
alright, i don’t sing, but i do my thing
put ’em on the main road
it don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got swing
had a name around the neighborhood for fightin’ in the bars
you gotta move like a ghost, cause some people are stars
will agains, i’m gettin elegant with the sk!ll again
f-ck all the bullsh-t, i’m poppin’ two in the brain
everywhere i go fingers pointed at my fancy cars
i said it before and i say again
i’m fat like a cadillac, cut like a battle axe
you think it’s cool to just chill and relax
they control what you say, and the images you show
when will it be your time to go? you never know
she got my back, she help me build my stacks
stayed in the game when the chips was low
method man, murdered by the same gun
global warning eclipsing like the sun
assignments handed out each individual stand out
when she walk out she dem a talk ’bout
static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun
no doubt, make her girlfriend eat her out
g.o.d., try seein’, the light be set free
never was in a posse never wanted to be
geah, i’m kickin’ it with the homies and it’s like that
if i could be a ninja, my daddy’d be dead, but
you know i puts it down like a sh-tty baby
but i keep at it similar to a bad habit
and yes, i have a taste for some skins
of the hordes of the huckleberry finns
it’s the other way round
side to side and all around
it ends where it begins
mess around, i flip your frown
and yes, i have a taste for some skins
of the hordes of the huckleberry finns
it’s the other way round
side to side and all around
it ends where it begins
mess around, i flip your frown
so call your team of hoes
how the pimp game goes
should have watered what i planted
yeah, for sho’ most wanted
let me hear you say— hoes!!!
boy we ain’t ready, b-tch get disappointed
sell a million records and n0body’s complaining
was answered by bombs dropping and blood draining
i speak to individuals so listen through a walkman
over here we ball outta control man, fo’ real man
we gotta work for life sustaining
how to hate my own, help the plan
i dont see the problem in stopping
i see it for c-cking
the nine back and plopping
the f-ck out these people can’t stop me
you find them not walking
i froze them for haunting
and taunting
its now d-d-d-dawning
that stopping
the locking
the door
f-f-f-for robbing the liquor store
and now your sore
on the floor
with a drawer
and ore
with no one to listen for
your calls any more its about as poor
as a lizards core
and cold like a snakes venomous th-rn
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