paroles de chanson Sandworms! - Carter Sauce

It's Showtime
They say that boy is not polite
They mad cuz I deliver with a smile like I go prime
Oh my
Got me dead, cuz I got no life
I don't mean cocaine when I say that I don't blow lines
But me no high
Like a ticket I be so fine
It's criminal really but's that's funny since I don't owe time
I mean it's Showtime
Popping like some toast might
Like a skeleton since I'm the ghost with the most spine

Feel like I'm somewhere between Alex Brightman 'n Michael Keaton
Here's a handbook for the recently deceased - cuz you gon need it
You know when I unload the piece it only lead to you to bleeding
But now everyone want a piece like they all was trick or treating
I be pushing for that green cuz all this dough I really knead it
You remind me of capris, you close but are not quite reaching
I ain't looking for no beef, that why I skipped all of the meat-ings
Said I ain't looking for beef, but that don't mean I won't be eating
Spit nasty so I should brush my teeth or at least get a mint
Put away you wiener, that lil smokey don't need measurement
Okay if you getting eager, you should know I won't just miss
Cuz I'll whip out the heater, I call that my bio-exorcist

It's Showtime
They say that boy is not polite
They mad cuz I deliver with a smile like I go prime
Oh my
Got me dead, cuz I got no life
I don't mean cocaine when I say that I don't blow lines
But me no high
Like a ticket I be so fine
It's criminal really but's that's funny since I don't owe time
I mean it's Showtime
Popping like some toast might
Like a skeleton since I'm the ghost with the most spine

The way I'm acting out you'd think that I would be on Broadway
Not doing it for clout but like I'll still take your applaud, thanks
Only time I'm burn out is when I turn a track into Pompeii
You be a snack no doubt, but I'm the motherloving entree
I'm more Raw than Gordon talking about your Beef Wellington
Raw like a cannibal that used to be vegetarian
Going "what this" every time I drop like they Jack Skellington
But baby you can spread the sheets cuz that I be excelling in
Got you saying my name more than three times in a row
Like a glow-stick, once I get to cracking I just start to glow
Snakes tryna talk smack, better shush and wait your damn turn
Hot take? You the worst, man, you like a sandworm

It's Showtime
They say that boy is not polite
They mad cuz I deliver with a smile like I go prime
Oh my
Got me dead, cuz I got no life
I don't mean cocaine when I say that I don't blow lines
But me no high
Like a ticket I be so fine
It's criminal really but's that's funny since I don't owe time
I mean it's Showtime
Popping like some toast might
Like a skeleton since I'm the ghost with the most spine