Lời bài hát Godzilla - IXJIFLNI
Ugh you're a monster
I can swallow a bottle of alcohol
And I'll feel like Godzilla
Better hit the deck like
The card dealer
My whole squad's in here
Walkin' around the party
A cross between a zombie
Apocalypse and big Bobby
The Brain Heenan
Which is probably the
Same reason I wrestle with mania
Shady's in this bitch
I'm posse'd up
Consider it to cross me a costly mistake
If they sleepin' on me the
Hoes better get insomnia ADHD hydroxycut
Pass the Courvoisi'
In AA with an AK melee
Finna set it like a playdate
Better vacate retreat
Like a vacay mayday
This beat is cray-cray
Ray J h-a h-a h-a
Laughin' all the way to the bank
I spray flames
They cannot tame or placate the
Monster
You get in my way
I'ma feed you to the monster
I'm normal during the day
But at night turn to a monster
When the moon shines
Like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain
Outta those blockbusters
Godzilla fire spitter monster
Blood on the dance floor
And on the Louis V carpet
Fire Godzilla fire monster
Blood on the dance floor
And on the Louis V carpet
I'm just a product of Slick Rick
At Onyx told 'em lick the balls
Had 'em just appalled at so
Many things that pissed 'em off
It's impossible to list 'em all
And in the midst of all this
I'm in a mental hospital
With a crystal ball
Tryna see will I still be
Like this tomorrow
Risperdal voices whisper
But my fist is balled back up against
The wall pencil drawn
This is just
The song to go ballistic on
You just pulled a pistol on
The guy with the missile launcher
I'm just a Loch Ness
The mythological
Quick to tell a bitch screw off
Like a fifth of Vodka
When you twist
The top of the bottle I'm a
Monster
You get in my way
I'ma feed you to the monster
I'm normal during the day
But at night turn to a monster
When the moon shines
Like Ice Road Truckers
I look like
A villain outta those blockbusters
Godzilla fire spitter monster
Blood on the dance floor
And on the Louis V carpet
Fire Godzilla fire monster
Blood on the dance floor
And on the Louis V carpet
If you never gave a damn
Raise your hand
'cause I'm about to set trip
Vacation plans
I'm on point like my index is
So all you will ever get is
The motherfuckin' finger prostate exam
How can I have all
These fans and perspire
Like a liar's pants I'm on fire
And I got no plans to retire and
I'm still the man you admire
These chicks are spazzin' out
I only get more handsome and flier
I got 'em passin' out
Like what you do
When you hand someone flyers
What goes around comes around just like
The blades on a chainsaw
'cause I caught
The flaps of my dollar stack
Right off the bat like
A baseball like Kid Ink
Bitch I got them racks
With so much ease that
They call me Diddy
'cause I make bands and
I call getting cheese a cakewalk
Bitch I'm a player
I'm too motherfuckin' stingy for Cher
Won't even lend you an ear
Ain't even pretendin' to care
But I tell a bitch
I'll marry her
If she'll bury her
Face on my genital area
The original Richard Ramirez
Christian Rivera
'cause my lyrics never sit well
So they wanna give me the chair
Like a paraplegic and it's scary
Call it Harry Carry
'cause every Tom and Dick and Harry
Carry a Merriam motherfuckin' dictionary
Got 'em swearin' up and down
They can't spit this shit's hilarious
It's time to put these bitches
In the obituary column
We wouldn't see eye to eye
With a staring problem
Get the shaft out
Like a steering column
Trigger happy pack heat
But it's black ink
Evil half of the Bad Meets
Evil that means take a back seat
Take it back to Fat Petes
With a maxi single
Look at my rap sheets
What attracts these people
Is my gangster bitch
Like Apache with a catchy jingle
I stack these chips
You barely got a half-eaten Cheeto
Fill 'em with the venom
And eliminate 'em
Other words
I Minute Maid 'em
I don't want to hurt 'em
But I did 'em
In a fit of rage
I'm murderin' again
Nobody will evade him
I'm finna kill 'em and dump
All the fuckin' bodies in a lake
Obliteratin' everything
Incineratin' and renegade 'em
And I make anybody
Who want it with the pen afraid
But don't nobody want it but
They're gonna get it anyway
'cause I'm beginnin' to feel
Like I'm mentally ill
I'm Atilla kill or be killed
I'm a killer be the vanilla gorilla
You're bringin' the killer
Within me out of me
You don't want to be
The enemy of the demon
Who went in me and be on
The recieving of me
What stupidity it'd be
Every bit of me is
The epitome of a spitter
When I'm in the vicinity
Motherfucker you better duck
Or you finna be dead
The minute you run into me
A hundred percent of
You is a fifth of
A percent of me
I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch
I'm unfadable
You wanna battle I'm available
I'm blowin' up like an inflatable
I'm undebatable I'm unavoidable
I'm unevadable
I'm on the toilet bowl
I got a trailer full of money
And I'm paid in full
I'm not afraid to pull the
Man stop
Look what I'm plannin'
Ugh you're a monster
I can swallow a bottle of alcohol
And I'll feel like Godzilla
Better hit the deck like
The card dealer
My whole squad's in here
Walkin' around the party
A cross between a zombie
Apocalypse and big Bobby
The Brain Heenan
Which is probably the
Same reason I wrestle with mania
Shady's in this bitch
I'm posse'd up
Consider it to cross me a costly mistake
If they sleepin' on me the
Hoes better get insomnia ADHD hydroxycut
Pass the Courvoisi'
In AA with an AK melee
Finna set it like a playdate
Better vacate retreat
Like a vacay mayday
This beat is cray-cray
Ray J h-a h-a h-a
Laughin' all the way to the bank
I spray flames
They cannot tame or placate the
Monster
You get in my way
I'ma feed you to the monster
I'm normal during the day
But at night turn to a monster
When the moon shines
Like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain
Outta those blockbusters
Godzilla fire spitter monster
Blood on the dance floor
And on the Louis V carpet
Fire Godzilla fire monster
Blood on the dance floor
And on the Louis V carpet
I'm just a product of Slick Rick
At Onyx told 'em lick the balls
Had 'em just appalled at so
Many things that pissed 'em off
It's impossible to list 'em all
And in the midst of all this
I'm in a mental hospital
With a crystal ball
Tryna see will I still be
Like this tomorrow
Risperdal voices whisper
But my fist is balled back up against
The wall pencil drawn
This is just
The song to go ballistic on
You just pulled a pistol on
The guy with the missile launcher
I'm just a Loch Ness
The mythological
Quick to tell a bitch screw off
Like a fifth of Vodka
When you twist
The top of the bottle I'm a
Monster
You get in my way
I'ma feed you to the monster
I'm normal during the day
But at night turn to a monster
When the moon shines
Like Ice Road Truckers
I look like
A villain outta those blockbusters
Godzilla fire spitter monster
Blood on the dance floor
And on the Louis V carpet
Fire Godzilla fire monster
Blood on the dance floor
And on the Louis V carpet
If you never gave a damn
Raise your hand
'cause I'm about to set trip
Vacation plans
I'm on point like my index is
So all you will ever get is
The motherfuckin' finger prostate exam
How can I have all
These fans and perspire
Like a liar's pants I'm on fire
And I got no plans to retire and
I'm still the man you admire
These chicks are spazzin' out
I only get more handsome and flier
I got 'em passin' out
Like what you do
When you hand someone flyers
What goes around comes around just like
The blades on a chainsaw
'cause I caught
The flaps of my dollar stack
Right off the bat like
A baseball like Kid Ink
Bitch I got them racks
With so much ease that
They call me Diddy
'cause I make bands and
I call getting cheese a cakewalk
Bitch I'm a player
I'm too motherfuckin' stingy for Cher
Won't even lend you an ear
Ain't even pretendin' to care
But I tell a bitch
I'll marry her
If she'll bury her
Face on my genital area
The original Richard Ramirez
Christian Rivera
'cause my lyrics never sit well
So they wanna give me the chair
Like a paraplegic and it's scary
Call it Harry Carry
'cause every Tom and Dick and Harry
Carry a Merriam motherfuckin' dictionary
Got 'em swearin' up and down
They can't spit this shit's hilarious
It's time to put these bitches
In the obituary column
We wouldn't see eye to eye
With a staring problem
Get the shaft out
Like a steering column
Trigger happy pack heat
But it's black ink
Evil half of the Bad Meets
Evil that means take a back seat
Take it back to Fat Petes
With a maxi single
Look at my rap sheets
What attracts these people
Is my gangster bitch
Like Apache with a catchy jingle
I stack these chips
You barely got a half-eaten Cheeto
Fill 'em with the venom
And eliminate 'em
Other words
I Minute Maid 'em
I don't want to hurt 'em
But I did 'em
In a fit of rage
I'm murderin' again
Nobody will evade him
I'm finna kill 'em and dump
All the fuckin' bodies in a lake
Obliteratin' everything
Incineratin' and renegade 'em
And I make anybody
Who want it with the pen afraid
But don't nobody want it but
They're gonna get it anyway
'cause I'm beginnin' to feel
Like I'm mentally ill
I'm Atilla kill or be killed
I'm a killer be the vanilla gorilla
You're bringin' the killer
Within me out of me
You don't want to be
The enemy of the demon
Who went in me and be on
The recieving of me
What stupidity it'd be
Every bit of me is
The epitome of a spitter
When I'm in the vicinity
Motherfucker you better duck
Or you finna be dead
The minute you run into me
A hundred percent of
You is a fifth of
A percent of me
I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch
I'm unfadable
You wanna battle I'm available
I'm blowin' up like an inflatable
I'm undebatable I'm unavoidable
I'm unevadable
I'm on the toilet bowl
I got a trailer full of money
And I'm paid in full
I'm not afraid to pull the
Man stop
Look what I'm plannin'
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