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gawne – high voltage lyrics

[verse one]
i walk in this b-tch and raps great again
you should prepare for the main event
i make the songs you don’t play your kids
this sh-t is child endangerment
i’m talking peterson, adrian
came for that money like mayweather
you came for l’s like mcgregor
khabib’s finna put you to sleep in a headlock-
i strangle em’
losing your head like pete davidson did over ari
i do it all for the kulture like cardi!
offset?
already lost it
sorry
kinda like gerald and halsey
gossip a lot about what doesn’t involve me
xanax withdrawals
are giving me cerebral palsy-
you don’t even know!
i been a menace to most
f-ck i gotta do to show?
y’all ain’t never seen a goat
all y’all ever seen is ghosts…
y’all ain’t ready for the smoke
i get heavy when i’m woke
i get litty off the dough
made a million out the door
my whole team in this b-tch!
we won’t ever go broke
so we ain’t ever gon’ slow-
kid is grown now
we gon’ get the home town winning
as i blow compet-tion
through a scope cause i’m hittin’
like a fifty cal. bullet to the dome when i’m spittin’!
brrr

[chorus]
and i be livin’ life like i ain’t livin’ twice
she gon’ spend the night then if i f-ck her right
lot of people, so many people lost hope
whoo!
ride around when i’m outta town in that rolly-rolly, that ghost
i don’t ever think about no negativity
i’m never finna let it grow
i mean apart from…
the fact that you b-tches will always be getting your karma
i’m on the top dog i will never stop until i then done make to stardom

[verse two]
whoa. whoa
i got r-t-rded flows
because i’ma martian yo
you!
can’t f-ck with my -rs-nal
soon as i get very hyped the laryngitis
strikes my larynx twice
i’m probably scaring mics
a terrorist, isis, fear the sight of me at night
cause i spit it hotter than fahrenheit!
when i dare to fight
gon’ catch these hands like jerry rice till you’re cherry ripe!
on jerry springer with a bag of ice
middle finger to anyone coming at my life, i won’t fall…

you probably thought i was gawne
you probably thought i was ghost
b-tch, but i’m back
you always wanted to win
you wanted the throne
but you never wanted the smoke!
f-ck around, slaughter da flow
soon as i pick up my pen i’m s-d-stic and wicked offend
all you prissy -ss b-tches and feminists
stickin’ up your fingers to picket my sh-t cause it’s lit
i go lickety-split then i kick it into fifth like a pick-up
when i whip off the liquor
then i sip it up, hiccup, i hitchya
and leave you extinct as the incas, a sinner
the f-ck is a bishop?
no church in the wild
when i’m burning the diocese
y’all can just shut the f-ck up and be quiet
go callate!
outta my way, who am i to say, if you gon’ die today?
b-tch, i’m the grimmest of reapers
when i’m filling your speakers
mc’s all get k!lled when i feature
in a fight for selena like bieber and weeknd, they tweakin’
i rather get mia khalifa
and give her the ball like its fifa
then leaver her with p-n-s that’s deep in her
fevers, gonorrhea, amoebas, a fetus
and everything else i’m unleasin’ with psychokinesis
a psycho when speaking
but on mics i’ma g*nius
egregious elitist mc’s i be leavin’ em’ paraplegic
when i begin to sneak in your legion and weaken your defense
i’m wreaking the havoc and leaving you maggots in pieces and tatters
there’s heaven and h-ll but sh-t, i chose the latter
the demons and heathens i worship the bad, so yo batter up!
can’t no one f-ck with my stamina-
and i’m the goat!
spit a little bit of wit and b-tches catching feelings quick
considered illegitimate so bitter as chick
until i kick a million words a minute in this sh-t
i’m winning in this b-tch
so you can tell my mother f-cking one hit wonder mumble brothers
that i’m coming from the way down under
and i’m on the come up
so they better get to running!

better get to running!
ah-ah-ah
ah-ah-ah
ah-ah-ah
ah

[chorus]
and i be livin’ life like i ain’t livin’ twice
she gon’ spend the night then if i f-ck her right
lot of people, so many people lost hope
whoo!
ride around when i’m outta town in that rolly-rolly, that ghost
i don’t ever think about no negativity
i’m never finna let it grow
i mean apart from…
the fact that you b-tches will always be getting your karma
i’m on the top dog i will never stop until i then done make to stardom

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