Warmonger
They been plotting on my fall off, I ain't even come up
But I been working like a slave, I start from when the sun up
Suddenly I'm fucking lame, I gotta keep a gun up
I'd never put another one down but I'm about to one up
I'm a warmonger menace, can't be any different
Seven sins that I commit until they end existence
Gone in the mist, son of a bitch, I fucking hit the jackpot
I'm a warmonger menace, medic, keep ya cap on and cap off
I cross-reference in the middle of my sentences and ya'll think I ain't saying shit
Sometimes I'm not but I swear that I ain't playing big
I'm crazy big headed, take the road less traveled
I'll throw a fucking grenade on an uphill battle
Killer catalyst, huh, who gon enter my academy?
Oh my god, can it be? I just killed my enemies
And buried them six feet under like Billie Eilish
Strike all of my enemies with missiles that are guided
I'm a fighter pilot piling bodies like it's nothing
Nail polish on the seats, the scent is strong and it's disgusting
I'm disgusting, I'm accustomed to the humid temperatures
So when I drop the fucking album, couldn't find a better word
To just describe how I feel, and how thankful that I am
A fucking warmonger menace, all my demons are my friends
Maniac shit, hey, he that kid, ain't he rap quick?
He a bad bitch, man he lavish, he a rockstar
They been plotting on my fall off, I ain't even come up
But I been working like a slave, I start from when the sun up
Suddenly I'm fucking lame, I gotta keep a gun up
I'd never put another one down but I'm about to one up
I'm a warmonger menace, can't be any different
Seven sins that I commit until they end existence
Gone in the mist, son of a bitch, I fucking hit the jackpot
I'm a warmonger menace, medic, keep ya cap on and cap off
I am the one, aye
Colin Kaepernick the way I tackle instrumentals
They say that I'm out my mind, well shit, I am a little mental
Got a million reasons to believe that I'm the dean of this
So you can huff and puff your trees while I'm retrieving leadership
I sip from teacups bitch I'm undefeated, underrated
Never basic, not an underachiever, never underpaid
And I could explain, I kill the fucking game with this
I wanna turn rap on it's side and slide my latest tape in it
I don't cut corners, eat the whole PB and J
I don't ever show up early, I'll be three days late
And 3 hours, 6 minutes, I don't show up for shit
Unless I'm making money from it, I might show up and split
God damn, I just want my five bands, 'fore I slam, 'fore I leave
They swear I'm sick in the head, bitch I'm a disease
I'm a crash test dummy, they think I don't got emotions
If I'm anything like Drake, I am just going through the motions
They been plotting on my fall off, I ain't even come up
But I been working like a slave, I start from when the sun up
Suddenly I'm fucking lame, I gotta keep a gun up
I'd never put another one down but I'm about to one up
I'm a warmonger menace, can't be any different
Seven sins that I commit until they end existence
Gone in the mist, son of a bitch, I fucking hit the jackpot
I'm a warmonger menace, medic, keep ya cap on and cap off
But I been working like a slave, I start from when the sun up
Suddenly I'm fucking lame, I gotta keep a gun up
I'd never put another one down but I'm about to one up
I'm a warmonger menace, can't be any different
Seven sins that I commit until they end existence
Gone in the mist, son of a bitch, I fucking hit the jackpot
I'm a warmonger menace, medic, keep ya cap on and cap off
I cross-reference in the middle of my sentences and ya'll think I ain't saying shit
Sometimes I'm not but I swear that I ain't playing big
I'm crazy big headed, take the road less traveled
I'll throw a fucking grenade on an uphill battle
Killer catalyst, huh, who gon enter my academy?
Oh my god, can it be? I just killed my enemies
And buried them six feet under like Billie Eilish
Strike all of my enemies with missiles that are guided
I'm a fighter pilot piling bodies like it's nothing
Nail polish on the seats, the scent is strong and it's disgusting
I'm disgusting, I'm accustomed to the humid temperatures
So when I drop the fucking album, couldn't find a better word
To just describe how I feel, and how thankful that I am
A fucking warmonger menace, all my demons are my friends
Maniac shit, hey, he that kid, ain't he rap quick?
He a bad bitch, man he lavish, he a rockstar
They been plotting on my fall off, I ain't even come up
But I been working like a slave, I start from when the sun up
Suddenly I'm fucking lame, I gotta keep a gun up
I'd never put another one down but I'm about to one up
I'm a warmonger menace, can't be any different
Seven sins that I commit until they end existence
Gone in the mist, son of a bitch, I fucking hit the jackpot
I'm a warmonger menace, medic, keep ya cap on and cap off
I am the one, aye
Colin Kaepernick the way I tackle instrumentals
They say that I'm out my mind, well shit, I am a little mental
Got a million reasons to believe that I'm the dean of this
So you can huff and puff your trees while I'm retrieving leadership
I sip from teacups bitch I'm undefeated, underrated
Never basic, not an underachiever, never underpaid
And I could explain, I kill the fucking game with this
I wanna turn rap on it's side and slide my latest tape in it
I don't cut corners, eat the whole PB and J
I don't ever show up early, I'll be three days late
And 3 hours, 6 minutes, I don't show up for shit
Unless I'm making money from it, I might show up and split
God damn, I just want my five bands, 'fore I slam, 'fore I leave
They swear I'm sick in the head, bitch I'm a disease
I'm a crash test dummy, they think I don't got emotions
If I'm anything like Drake, I am just going through the motions
They been plotting on my fall off, I ain't even come up
But I been working like a slave, I start from when the sun up
Suddenly I'm fucking lame, I gotta keep a gun up
I'd never put another one down but I'm about to one up
I'm a warmonger menace, can't be any different
Seven sins that I commit until they end existence
Gone in the mist, son of a bitch, I fucking hit the jackpot
I'm a warmonger menace, medic, keep ya cap on and cap off
Credits
Writer(s): Alfonso Penna
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Happy Birthday Ghost: Presented by david halo
- CHASE the SUN (feat. juux & ghostsocial) - Single
- New Dance - Single
- THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE (Bonus Edition)
- TOUCH the SKY (feat. goati & juux) - Single
- HALFWAY THRU the FLOOR (feat. juux) - Single
- Trust Me I'm Trapped
- Get Out - Single
- deathwish
- Halos Over Me
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