Shady
A lot of people ask me
If I mean everything I say in my songs
Well shit, if I did?
I'm fucked
Let's take it back to when people weren't as sensitive
And grown fuckin' men didn't walk around full of estrogen (Oh my God)
Before we all got offended and tried to censor shit
(Oh this man's a bigot) Bitch, don't assume what my gender us (Huh)
I'm takin' mescaline, tryna find what the perfect dose is
'Till I'm coughin' up blood and blaming Tuberculosis
Cleanse my liver with alcohol 'cause I'm germophobic
I tried to swallow my pride and got me a bursted colon (Wow)
My pain is dark and my music ain't for the faint of heart
Blood stains sprayed in my basement make for amazing art
Insane and anxious, my brains a blade that is razor sharp
I may just break a mason jar to slash you, leaving facial scars
I'm just amazin' think it's time for you bums to face it (Woo)
Bustin" groupie hoes and burn 'em like I'm Ushers Raymond (Ooh)
The blunts a blazing until I need me a lung replacement
I'm rich and famous, don't tell me to watch my fuckin' language
Need some time to just relax and maybe pour some brandy
'Fore I start screaming at these bitches like I'm Gordon Ramsay
I fucked these hoes unprotected and can't afford a nanny
So shit, as far as I'm concerned, I think abortions dandy
Of course it is, let take a trip to the orphanage
And show these poor kids how dope it is to be fortunate
We'll let 'em play with bidets and tell 'em it's snorkelin'
Then make 'em scrub the floors
'Til they see their face in the porcelain
A massive heathen, slappin' asses and grabbin' cleavage
I'm blackin' out at the restaurant, fuck your fancy evening
A born sinner, my mind is dark as the pastor's demons
I light a joint at your house to show you the gas is leakin'
Arsonist, on top of that I'm a narcissist
I'll eat myself to fuckin' death in front of a starvin' kid
Spark the parliament if the doctor to start an argument
Call in my prescription then snort it all at the pharmacist
I'm runnin' traffic lights (Bitch, I wanna crash tonight)
Way too fuckin' wasted to comprehend my Miranda Rights
Grab your wife, I'm tryna get famous and need a sacrifice
(Fuck you) Now, forever and in the afterlife
Words obnoxious, I fill the verse with immersive toxin
I love death, if not for rap I'd probably work in hospice
Prefer just watching cartoons at home with a virgin topless
I told her, "You're my sperm bank, I'll be your first deposit"
Went from workin" two jobs to makin' two comma's
I had the skill from the jump, ain't have to improve, nada
Consumed ganja with shrooms and made me gain a new genre
Shit was volcanic stayed underground 'til I spewed lava
Stayed, stayed, stayed underground 'til I spewed lava
L-l-let's take it back to when people weren't as sensitive
Ins-ins-ins-insane and anxious my brains a blade that is razor sharp
Fu-fu-fu-fuck you, now forever and in the afterlife
I'm just playin' snowflakes, you know I love you
If I mean everything I say in my songs
Well shit, if I did?
I'm fucked
Let's take it back to when people weren't as sensitive
And grown fuckin' men didn't walk around full of estrogen (Oh my God)
Before we all got offended and tried to censor shit
(Oh this man's a bigot) Bitch, don't assume what my gender us (Huh)
I'm takin' mescaline, tryna find what the perfect dose is
'Till I'm coughin' up blood and blaming Tuberculosis
Cleanse my liver with alcohol 'cause I'm germophobic
I tried to swallow my pride and got me a bursted colon (Wow)
My pain is dark and my music ain't for the faint of heart
Blood stains sprayed in my basement make for amazing art
Insane and anxious, my brains a blade that is razor sharp
I may just break a mason jar to slash you, leaving facial scars
I'm just amazin' think it's time for you bums to face it (Woo)
Bustin" groupie hoes and burn 'em like I'm Ushers Raymond (Ooh)
The blunts a blazing until I need me a lung replacement
I'm rich and famous, don't tell me to watch my fuckin' language
Need some time to just relax and maybe pour some brandy
'Fore I start screaming at these bitches like I'm Gordon Ramsay
I fucked these hoes unprotected and can't afford a nanny
So shit, as far as I'm concerned, I think abortions dandy
Of course it is, let take a trip to the orphanage
And show these poor kids how dope it is to be fortunate
We'll let 'em play with bidets and tell 'em it's snorkelin'
Then make 'em scrub the floors
'Til they see their face in the porcelain
A massive heathen, slappin' asses and grabbin' cleavage
I'm blackin' out at the restaurant, fuck your fancy evening
A born sinner, my mind is dark as the pastor's demons
I light a joint at your house to show you the gas is leakin'
Arsonist, on top of that I'm a narcissist
I'll eat myself to fuckin' death in front of a starvin' kid
Spark the parliament if the doctor to start an argument
Call in my prescription then snort it all at the pharmacist
I'm runnin' traffic lights (Bitch, I wanna crash tonight)
Way too fuckin' wasted to comprehend my Miranda Rights
Grab your wife, I'm tryna get famous and need a sacrifice
(Fuck you) Now, forever and in the afterlife
Words obnoxious, I fill the verse with immersive toxin
I love death, if not for rap I'd probably work in hospice
Prefer just watching cartoons at home with a virgin topless
I told her, "You're my sperm bank, I'll be your first deposit"
Went from workin" two jobs to makin' two comma's
I had the skill from the jump, ain't have to improve, nada
Consumed ganja with shrooms and made me gain a new genre
Shit was volcanic stayed underground 'til I spewed lava
Stayed, stayed, stayed underground 'til I spewed lava
L-l-let's take it back to when people weren't as sensitive
Ins-ins-ins-insane and anxious my brains a blade that is razor sharp
Fu-fu-fu-fuck you, now forever and in the afterlife
I'm just playin' snowflakes, you know I love you
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Jacovelli, Aki Lahtinen, David Breukers
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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