[Intro] Alright, here we go, third take Real quick Ali
[Verse 1] Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson with madness Now just imagine the magic I light to asses Don't ask for your favorite rapper (He dead) Yessir (Amen) Chuuch (He dead) I killed him (Amen) Bitch And this is rigor mortis And it's gorgeous when you die Ali recorded And I'm Morpheus, the matrix of my mind I'm out the orbit You an orphan and a hairdresser combined I'm on the toilet when I rhyme If you the shit, then I decline I climax where you begin And then I end on Cloud 9 And that's important When you morph into an angel in the sky And don't be forging all my signatures My listeners reply And tell me that you biting style You got a hell of an appetite And I'mma be here for a while Just buckle up before the ride Or knuckle up if you can fight We always making 'em duck or die A suit and tie is suitable And usual in suicide CSI just might investigate This fucking parasite (He dead, Amen) That's what they telling me Aim it at your celebrity This is studio felony Ferragami, so many And cool enough for the 70's Nigga, payback's a bitch And bitch you been living in debt with me Dead 'em all, and especially Leave a call on his mother voicemail That say that he rest in peace Bigger chopper the recipe Wrestling, that's irrelevant Rather rest at your residence Whistling to the melody Couldn't think of a better D Better be on your P and Q It's just me, Jay Rock, Soul, and Q Solar system and barbecue Nothing else you can do (He dead) Yup-yup (Amen) I killed him (He dead) Hahah (Amen) Amen
[Hook] Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard I'm Marilyn Manson Don't ask for your favorite rapper (He dead) Yup-yup (Amen) I know (He dead) For sure (Amen) Amen Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard I'm Marilyn Manson Don't ask for your favorite rapper
[Verse 2] I rapped him and made him Casper I capture the likes of NASA My pedigree to fly past ya I'll pass the weed to the pastor We all are sinners Won't you send us to bible study faster Your hypocritesque reaction a blasphemy I assassin my casualty And it's casually done And tell 'em my salary come A lump sum of hundreds Don't talk to me 'bout no money The sun is under my feet And I come in peace to compete I don't run if you rather leap My statistics go up in weeks And I go visit the nearest creek And I get busy on many MC Really ballistic Anybody can see Any assistance Everybody deceased I'm persistence Recognize I be Really too vicious The permanent beast And the demolition Breaking up the streets Better partition Better dot your T And I gon' mention How the far you see Putting my dick in The rap industry Everybody bitching Getting mad at me Recognize Kendrick In the battery And I'm charged up And the catastrophe Is charged up And the audacity Of y'all fucks Never could hassle me And y'all luck Just ran out, you'll see
[Hook] (He dead) Yup-yup (Amen) I know (He dead) For sure (Amen) Amen Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard I'm Marilyn Manson Don't ask for your favorite rapper (He dead) Yup-yup (Amen) I know (He dead) For sure (Amen) Amen
Compositor:Publicado em 2011ECAD verificado fonograma #17940666 em 05/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM