Bury Shallow Bitches
When you die
You will be buried and forgotten
And that's all
Ain't nobody doing it like DC
Linguistically so sick, you're beginning to feel queasy
Your knees start to buckle, sit down on this three-seat sofa
And wait 'til it's over, capisce, G?
I don't handle beef when I'm speaking through PC
Tell me where you wanna come meet me in 3D
When you see me, push the heat right in your peepee
Pull the trigger, let's get fucking nuts on the street-street
I'm a disease you can't beat on this beat
Keep a distance of six feet at least, please
Or get disfigured with a fucking meat cleaver
Bitches fucking with my business
Bitches gonna receive it
Believe me, I'm gon' be the reason you're bleeding and pleading
To leave you in peace, but I leave you in pieces this evening
My ears steaming releasing my inner demon
You think you can escape this nightmare, keep on dreaming
Bury shallow bitches underground only three feet deep
Don't care if they be found 'cause I keep their teeth
Good luck with findin' out who creeps these streets
Fuck around with the beast and you'll bleed-bleed
Bury shallow bitches underground only three feet deep
Don't care if they be found 'cause I keep their teeth
Good luck with findin' out who creeps these streets
Fuck around with the beast and you'll bleed!
I'm an animal, I can't handle my morbid tendencies
A menacing mechanic, disassemble all of my enemies
Press the panic button, I'm manic often and plan to feast
Rappers' bellybuttons look like candy cotton jellybeans
I'm grabbing the katana, get ready for the catastrophe
When I'm eating breakfast, Hannibal's nothing next to me
But he's still the best to me, he gave me one of his recipes
The main ingredient, everybody in this rap scene
Blabbery, I got the remedy, I get the family
You've opened up a can, but didn't expect the angry beast
Smoking on the dam, don't giving a damn
The Netherlands is wet so in general, I tend to be
With a bag of weed, rolling blunts under the canopy
But no matter where I be, always packing massive heat
So no sudden movements, you get shot if you plan to flee
And if you don't die tonight, you need some therapy
Bury shallow bitches underground only three feet deep
Don't care if they be found 'cause I keep their teeth
Good luck with findin' out who creeps these streets
Fuck around with the beast and you'll bleed-bleed
Bury shallow bitches underground only three feet deep
Don't care if they be found 'cause I keep their teeth
Good luck with findin' out who creeps these streets
Fuck around with the beast and you'll bleed!
You will be buried and forgotten
And that's all
Ain't nobody doing it like DC
Linguistically so sick, you're beginning to feel queasy
Your knees start to buckle, sit down on this three-seat sofa
And wait 'til it's over, capisce, G?
I don't handle beef when I'm speaking through PC
Tell me where you wanna come meet me in 3D
When you see me, push the heat right in your peepee
Pull the trigger, let's get fucking nuts on the street-street
I'm a disease you can't beat on this beat
Keep a distance of six feet at least, please
Or get disfigured with a fucking meat cleaver
Bitches fucking with my business
Bitches gonna receive it
Believe me, I'm gon' be the reason you're bleeding and pleading
To leave you in peace, but I leave you in pieces this evening
My ears steaming releasing my inner demon
You think you can escape this nightmare, keep on dreaming
Bury shallow bitches underground only three feet deep
Don't care if they be found 'cause I keep their teeth
Good luck with findin' out who creeps these streets
Fuck around with the beast and you'll bleed-bleed
Bury shallow bitches underground only three feet deep
Don't care if they be found 'cause I keep their teeth
Good luck with findin' out who creeps these streets
Fuck around with the beast and you'll bleed!
I'm an animal, I can't handle my morbid tendencies
A menacing mechanic, disassemble all of my enemies
Press the panic button, I'm manic often and plan to feast
Rappers' bellybuttons look like candy cotton jellybeans
I'm grabbing the katana, get ready for the catastrophe
When I'm eating breakfast, Hannibal's nothing next to me
But he's still the best to me, he gave me one of his recipes
The main ingredient, everybody in this rap scene
Blabbery, I got the remedy, I get the family
You've opened up a can, but didn't expect the angry beast
Smoking on the dam, don't giving a damn
The Netherlands is wet so in general, I tend to be
With a bag of weed, rolling blunts under the canopy
But no matter where I be, always packing massive heat
So no sudden movements, you get shot if you plan to flee
And if you don't die tonight, you need some therapy
Bury shallow bitches underground only three feet deep
Don't care if they be found 'cause I keep their teeth
Good luck with findin' out who creeps these streets
Fuck around with the beast and you'll bleed-bleed
Bury shallow bitches underground only three feet deep
Don't care if they be found 'cause I keep their teeth
Good luck with findin' out who creeps these streets
Fuck around with the beast and you'll bleed!
Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Van Impelen
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