paroles de chanson Exploding Shottie - Devilman feat. Mr. Traumatik

I flow so cold and grotty, your lyrics are old and soggy
Ballsacks
I'm like an Exploding Shottie
I flow so cold and grotty, your lyrics are old and soggy
Ballsacks
I'm like an Exploding Shottie
(Yo)I'm like an Exploding Shottie, make up bare noise like Papiratti
I'm old-school like beam me up scotty
My balls are intimidating
I look at MC Piss in his Potty
I'm like a blue ray dvd, your like a pirate copy
I'm not takin any violations
People want to make money of my creations
My balls are paranormal, levetation, warfare, biological, radiation
Pit-Bull I'm an animal, ostation
Eat flesh like im Hannibal
I spray you with certain flammible
I make your face look incompatible
Yeahhh
Flow so cold and grotty, your lyrics are old and soggy
Ballsacks
I'm like an Exploding Shottie
Flow so cold and grotty, your lyrics are old and soggy
Ballsacks
I'm like an Exploding Shottie
I am the everlest, everlest, rebilest, analist
Like a murder charge, I'm intensive
Chasing mans over fences
Lettin have shots droppin on the floor like 1 pences
Swappin your own consiquenses
Leave dead bodies in trenches
Take you on an adventure
Leave a man with dimentia
Better mind when I enter
I leave the place all bloody and red like plancenta
I'm a true representer
I do most of my dirty work in the winter
I put my rusty knife deep into your flesh like splinter
Blacked out like ninja
Could have been Brunette, could have been Blonde or Ginger
Or an Alchol Binger
I flow so cold and grotty, your lyrics are old and soggy
Ballsacks
I'm like an Exploding Shottie
I flow so cold and grotty, your lyrics are old and soggy
Ballsacks
I'm like an Exploding Shottie
My balls are umpa lite and sour
I've got the Intel Quad Core powah
If you want to try clash me like an IPhone battery
You'll die in less than an hour
When I spit bars, I make you feel good like sex in a shower
Anytime I jump on a beat I devoure
(Yeahh)
My balls have got snuper rifle powah
Take mans out from the Eiffel Tower
Give you buzz like havin sex doing 140 miles per hour
I spit naughty rhymes of sour like people snorting lines of flour
I've got lyrics for days
I write 140 lines per hour
I flow so cold and grotty, your lyrics are old and soggy
Ballsacks
I'm like an Exploding Shottie
I flow so cold and grotty, your lyrics are old and soggy
Ballsacks
I'm like an Exploding Shottie

De-velopment, Mr Traumatik
Get to know dis
Up in fuckin faces