saint joe midnight terrors (feat. chino xl) şarkı sözleri

My style ugly in the hood, I'm skeletor's face Leaving my mark on the game, like a cheap whores waist If this were first 48, you just a cold case You'd fail to operate in my shoes, you are a torn lace I'm just trying to see ya safe like it's home base Art of war connoisseur but got that carnivores taste Lyrical parkour, have your back spinning like I slid him on some cardboard Ya living like a toll gate First you up then down and claim you hold weight But you know Saint war paint C4 paste It's a wild life I just need to own the whole lake Just copped a bigger house, but I need more space When a hater talks it's fuel for the fire This ain't the sunset strip, I never knew Richard Pryor I got a license to kill and I'm liberal like it expires Send your soul after Christ afterlife trip advisor Work flow mean I'm getting promoted or getting fired You hip hop synthesizers get macgyvered I'm ripping wires You'll get the pliers, I'm sick and tired  Of your girl want to blow for the numbers like breathalyzers And she's getting hired She's printing flyers that say get inside her A roll of quarters later it rubs the lotion on it's skin like moisturizer It's a crisis when my vocals pass through mix devices Kill my haters twice and bring em back to life to see who gets the livest You couldn't draw blood from the god with help from Leonidas Amateurs that touch my mic are stricken with crippling tendinitis Accomplished nothing, went all to your head, Encephalitis We ain't cut from the same cloth and we different sizes Saint Joe take your supervisors and neutralize em Then crucify em in the gruesome style of a group of lions Your crew is dying and I ain't truly trying Dreamt I was king woke up still king, lying in a suit of iron King shit, y'all wouldn't know nothing bout that 26 letters you put em together and sound wack Fake every single day but never hesitate to yell facts I hope you rats get your tails caught by a house cat What happened in that hotel room Uh It was coupon night and I was trampolining your wife With that attitude I can see why nobody likes you Oh come on people love me Just ask your wife Let's go in Son I will give your life a remix Sniff so much white that it'll stop my lungs River Phoenix Kill every rap panelist kill every military dignity that are racist And that is the only reason that they wanted to enlist You couldn't map what my mental is on a cloud atlas Rap animal analyst metal mental averages given over an instrumental only a cattle would be the catalyst Fake activists I will assassinate plane passengers for being passionless pacifists I am cantankerous They say that I act grumpily but I humbly ask what you want from me When I was born on the floor of a slaughterhouse meat packing company Stumbling to the dark dumpster I was dumped in feeling like a gang member that was jumped in Today was the greatest day that I have ever known Smashing your pumpkin I'm drunk and I wanna shotgun double pump something Wrap the bullets in bacon so they fester inside of your torso trunk And it infect the rest of your intestinal movements just to prove that I am just so evil You can't have a creature like me living around normal people Spit biblical Syllables saliva from here to Fukushima The face Carver the Hannibal horror that will Scare or scar a chupacabra I got no worries like I'm in Jersey and I am Frank Sinatra Or Bon Jovi's partner Barbosa the barber word czar Let's spar with Cesar if you thinking you can harm me that is a sheer farce My heart is darker than the darkest darks I'm a rapist in a park I destroy every living thing on this planet you better explore mars Of course I'll never pass the test of smog how I exhaust bars I'm feelin like Madonna's baby's father I mean God the creator of the stigmata And Jesus the prophet not Joseph the carpenter or Carlos Leone or Guy Richie or the twins biological paternal parents Louise Veronica Ciccone adopted From Malawi Africa I'm that retarded cousin in the basement with the fragrance Of a caveman thats locked up and he's escaping Now he goes apeshit with a chainsaw and he has leather where his face went There ain't no shame in i'm sharper than the teeth on a crocodile Type caiman and lost in the wild on the island of Cayman Its crazy the list of the famous dames names that I came in Spirituality of a native shaman art direction will leave you Wes Cravin when I am beasting it is breathtaking Sickest novelist making a statement without a bank involved I'm Lucifer with Krueger claws givin this beat a back massage The sire of purge messiah with words Tire iron swung at your head it bursted like a papaya thats hitting the curb Since the first time the worlds heard my rhyme style structure Legends spreaded from the west like Nile mosquito puncture f*ck you
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