paroles de chanson Gad - Chaz Ultra

It's time to make another pass elevator shaft
I pull up to the pulpit, think y'all smoking Pol Pot
Show stop, Louis belt, Venetta top
Venetian views, the renaissance, the waterfront
Why they frontin' on the God son
Chopping in the shop, tie the freakin' knot
Married to the game, I've been the bane of your existence, huh
Rap I distaste, it pays to be disinterested
'Cause y'all the farthest thing from innocent
Let's be honest
And I don't need your comments, you're not George Stephanopoulos
Hottest in the metropolis
Olive branches extended to Alcoholics Anonymous
My exes they checking in
For Christmas asking for a girl with booty like Hippopotamus (I didn't ask for much, I'm telling you)
My heart got sediment not sentiment, apologies
Received priorities not orgies
Fast to rid me of my demons, I can't order wings
Can't let you make a latte for me, accompany you to the beach
As much as I love you, it's humans I can't give my trust to
Bust down, it's a touch down
Pop bottles, look, we up now
Shut down the industry, mortal wound squeeze the pus out
God-given talent overcoming everything though y'all lucked out
And that's the only explanation for real
More harm than good and manufacture weakness to appeal

Reciprocal, trash in the receptacle

Feedback

It's a wrap time to run it back
Switch it up then make another pass
Suffering succotash, Pepe Pew, can't cancel the cat
I'm a Disney Prince, sword in hand, step up to the task
Then the dragon lash, breathing fire and those teeth gnash
Benedict Cumberbatch, no shit Sherlock, she shan't short sure cash
She sell seashells by the seashore, stuff that money in a bag
Make provision for the past, time to make up for the lack
Time to make up for the slack, slack, slack, slack
Yeah, slash with the ax, gangrene 'fection in your gash
Melt your face like plastic, I got pigeons flapping fast
Sailor Moon attack, blonde but I'm putting up the mast
It's of mice and men, blind but I squeeze 'em til they gasp
I squeeze 'em til they gasp
Rob with the tax, sit with sinners healing up their rash
Precarious, I'm curious, no time for acting brash
Throw and thrash, up until the day He's coming back
Said I'd make a splash, same ones that'd stab you in the back
Left home with the sack, nothing there that kept me coming back
One man's trash, search for meaning anywhere it's stashed
What I found I gasped, see the wicked destined for the wrath
Girl, I run this fashion, homies rich and we got class
Yeah, they got my back, yeah, Holy Scripture come to pass
This my theme track yeah, then I exit with a crash
Life is just a flash, when it ends I won't be like the chaff
Legendary rap, fueled up by the Holy One of Gad
Who'da thunk it that the white boy would have anything to add?
That's why they get mad, they been pinching pennies and they bask
Glory that surpass, fill the earth I'm chosen out the mass