Zilla

Aye don't you
Summon the devil
Aye don't you call for the priest
Cuz bitch i promise when it's over
Only thing left is T
I am the
Ultra violence
Ultra riot
Third world fighter
Sole survivor
Fuel
Gimmie fire
Gimme that which i de-fucking-sire
T tha dark magician
West side mortician
Tommy cruise the way i bring the muthafuckin mission
Portait of a gemini
Wartime semper-fi
Break that muthafucka down
And now the beef is simplified
The sound of godzilla
It's funny how they get shivered
And now i step up to the mic bitch
I said i
Push pull destroy
Third world posse muthafucka deploy

Zilla, Godzilla

Get back muthafucka get back

Yes i'm the real godzilla in the muthafuckin field
Yes ima real GOD killa ima show you what i feel
You old to tha game bitch u in the way
You love to sneak diss but u can't say it to my face
CUZ BITCH ITS WARTIME
AND NOW YOU GONE, BYE
I told u that i ain't the one
I settle score ties
You a party time rapper
Full time actor
Leaving no body unturned
Hive set always masked up
No we don't care what u say in ya lame ass songs
No we don't care what u play in ya lame ass car
Greasy face, teeth decay, hair matted, drunk all day
Abscessed, sunken veins, running when ya hear em say



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Castillo
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