THE CURSE OF MACK TIGER

When we have killed each other
Then we can change the skin
First, let's talk about your life
Halo!
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye-aye

'Bout to hit the hay, with some bitch, call ya hoe
You should see your face, look like you just seen a ghost
Money don't mean nothing, I burn bread until it's toast
Dump me in a lake, time to see if I could float (ah-ah)

Keep away from Chase, seems like everybody knows (good)
Monkey wrench the case, I tell fables under oath
Right hand on the bible (what's that sound?) It's the revival
Holy father, that's my title, 'til my necklace is a rope

Jumper bassline, shit get wicked with the baseline
Waste time, bitch you know I hate to Facetime
Playtime, I'm a rabid type of canine
I hear whispers through the grapevine

Woah hoe (woah hoe), hypnotize me with a great mind
Woah hoe (woah hoe), fuck your life, I bet you'd mine
Woah hoe(woah hoe), this an episode of dateline
Woah hoe, Shit all started back in grade nine

Once I popped a roxy, too slumped for paparazzi
I could not lift my head up, I'm 'bout to wake the dead up
I used to eat at Schlotzsky's, I fucked her, then she blocked me
Was dolo up when we met up, I swore it was a setup

When the plot thicken up a lot, stickin' up a shop
Getting caught is just not an option, watch out for SWAT
Burning crops, used to play with blocks, now I lay with thots
Ain't no flops, I'm her favorite crotch, let me check my watch (check my watch, check my watch)

Time to crank this up a notch, men in box
Carmelita Fox, she been hitting squats
Licking chops, bring back Nike Shox
Them hoes know I go down smooth as scotch

Blowing up my spot, burnt them tater tots
NDK, whos gon' fuck with Mickey Knox (Mickey Knox)
Brand new day, pressure wash it, not a splash (not a splash)
Acid tabs, used to hit lake J.J. Watt (J.J. Watt)

Bullet holes in my brain, it look like crocs (look like crocs)
Moulin Rouge, I'm with Bellatrix Lestrange
Ezra Cobb, write me off just as just deranged
Marble floors, his asylum is insane
Tie him to the tracks, just in time to catch the train
(Please record your message)

It's like 2am, I'm just gettin' in, Got no alibi
Cut the lights, you know they be peeping
Would you rather I, Make it known
Well, I guess your neighbors know you satisfied
Drop a pin, we gon' be in orbit like a satelite

Nymphos and necroes, foxy stilettos
No words, except for (cuff me)
She said so
Down in my dungeon, they screaming, it echoes (it echoes, it echoes, it echoes)

(I'm getting the initials H.C)
(Ha-ha-ha-ha)

I'm cursed, I'm cursed
He's cursed, he's cursed
I'm cursed, I'm cursed
He's cursed, he's cursed



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Writer(s): Chase Weaver
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