paroles de chanson Bow Down - Cashleaders

Bow Down
Till your neck will fuckin crack
Bow Down
Till your spinal cord will snap
Bow Down
Till your neck will fuckin crack
Bow Down
Till your spinal cord will snap

I see fickle fakers fake even their celebrations
I'm a soldier a naive narrator
Judgment is called I'm the interfering tormentor
Brain fractures to your psychologist that I mentor
Geoffrey Chancer 14 years a 1000 poems no problem, what
The divine comedy remains my technique
Inferring implications to the faint and weak
Questioning and suggesting the month he was born in May
But I will just leave that be maybe
Still an applied message to what is expected
I messed up a couple bars so they didn't accept it
Poems sent to Norton but they were rejected fuckem
Turns out my dialect wasn't properly dissected

Bow Down
Till your neck will fuckin crack
Bow Down
Till your spinal cord will snap
Bow Down
Till your neck will fuckin crack
Bow Down
Till your spinal cord will snap

Breathe slow cause even she knows that I'm the motherfucking hero
Of this evil clan called the Catpack the ones you used to laugh at
Until our hands latched them damn backs
Walking through the back
Have your skull crack bone pieces on the place mat
And momma couldn't handle that
So she grabbed her gat and blew the back
Of her brains on the place where you used to lay your face at
Little brother doing hail cat hitlers
Forced him to fuck his fat sister
Hit the bowl inhale grams of our cat litter
The baby sister fucking loses it
So grab the noose and the tool and fuckin lose ya grip

Bow Down
Till your neck will fuckin crack
Bow Down
Till your spinal cord will snap
Bow Down
Till your neck will fucking crack
Bow Down
Till your spinal cord will snap

I'm forever erasing haters cause they'll never stand corrected
Even erasers could never correct us
Cause I was a genius since I was the first homo erectus
Erupting on the scene like a demon in a crazy persons dreams
At 16 even my psychologist didn't wanna pencil me in
So I stabbed the bitch in the neck with a just the pen tip
Shit my whole worlds fucked up
Ever since I realized Jennifer Hudson was just a puppet
My moms yelling get off the fucking sofa Jeff
And I'm yelling out shit like I got Tourette's

Bow Down
Till your neck will fuckin crack
Bow Down
Till your spinal cord will snap
Bow Down
Till your neck will fuckin crack
Bow Down
Till your spinal cord will snap

Bow down to me cause I am the master
I combine all of the motherfucking bastards
In the world cause their my people
Because I see them as equal
And they get a sequel
In another life that's above this
It's called Heaven they think
But it ain't yet there
So six more levels
But then the Devil
Comes in the sixth time
And that's the last obstacle
And the demise of our planet was unstoppable
Improbable, fuck
Incomprehensible I don't give a shit about you that is no bull
I will just strangle and mangle
And then I'll de-tangle
Cause I'm like Rambo
Nigga let me give you a motherfuckin' sample uhh