MAD E. ZIEGLER
(RIP Travis the Chimp, you would have loved Threads)
New eyes, who knew you'd choose
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies?
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
I got a lotta sin I gotta atone ya
I'm from the city that brought you Al Capone, ya
I feel like Batista, the way I walk alone, ya
Black mirror whenever I hold my phone, ya
I can't believe the things I did to see ya
Now I can't believe I'm doing things to deceive ya
No college, baby. So you know I can't read ya
Kobe, 24, but I'm smoking that Kiefer
If I could make-a-wish I would meet my reaper
You call me Kaesar or you can call me Caesar
He would he would get hit cause I brought my heater
Having y'all say Mercy like y'all need a healer
Quenching my hearse but riding in the beamer
You can call me Yucki but you know I keep cleaner
Please don't touch me, I'll put you in a sleeper
Call your ass Tommy, Turn you into a dreamer
Call your shit niche my shit is nicher
Way too much ice, like I was a freezer
Say I'm Mad, like last name was Ziegler
Pull up with a bag and I pull up 2 seater
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
The wall be coming off
(I'm through with it.)
Drugs be taking off
(Take two of them)
I be feed on
The demons getting strong
(What to do with him?)
Looking like I'm Satan but feeling like I'm satin
Pull up with the right fit like we talking fashion
Pull up with the right stick like we talking Madden
Lost on an Island baby and we ain't talking Staten
But then we gone to the freighter baby and we got no captain
Feel like Seth Rollins, the way I finna cash in
Do what I say so, or you fill the gap in
NASCAR in Chicago, how I get my laps in
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
(I've been waiting, you've been haunting me)
New eyes, who knew you'd choose
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies?
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
I got a lotta sin I gotta atone ya
I'm from the city that brought you Al Capone, ya
I feel like Batista, the way I walk alone, ya
Black mirror whenever I hold my phone, ya
I can't believe the things I did to see ya
Now I can't believe I'm doing things to deceive ya
No college, baby. So you know I can't read ya
Kobe, 24, but I'm smoking that Kiefer
If I could make-a-wish I would meet my reaper
You call me Kaesar or you can call me Caesar
He would he would get hit cause I brought my heater
Having y'all say Mercy like y'all need a healer
Quenching my hearse but riding in the beamer
You can call me Yucki but you know I keep cleaner
Please don't touch me, I'll put you in a sleeper
Call your ass Tommy, Turn you into a dreamer
Call your shit niche my shit is nicher
Way too much ice, like I was a freezer
Say I'm Mad, like last name was Ziegler
Pull up with a bag and I pull up 2 seater
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
The wall be coming off
(I'm through with it.)
Drugs be taking off
(Take two of them)
I be feed on
The demons getting strong
(What to do with him?)
Looking like I'm Satan but feeling like I'm satin
Pull up with the right fit like we talking fashion
Pull up with the right stick like we talking Madden
Lost on an Island baby and we ain't talking Staten
But then we gone to the freighter baby and we got no captain
Feel like Seth Rollins, the way I finna cash in
Do what I say so, or you fill the gap in
NASCAR in Chicago, how I get my laps in
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
New eyes, who knew you'd choose?
To put me on a pedestal and tell me lies
And you knew, I'd come through
Built a cage for me a taught me how to fly
(I've been waiting, you've been haunting me)
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Writer(s): Eric Del Leola
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