paroles de chanson Don't Trip (Interlude) - Hak7m Faraji

This the return of the Mastodon
The long dick assass-on
Why you lookin mad son?
Hotter than a billion suns that turned into a mega dwarf
I'm Voldemort with nostrils dude Pilotin' the megadeuce
Bitch who the fuck is you
Just another vulture
I seen shit that I already eat and you just want the scraps of meat
Wetter than ya sister sheets
You don't even need to know
Presidential fuckin flow
Talkin bout Obama
You compare me to that carrot
I show up like a persona
I don't play games with these peons, break a brick like I was Wreck it Ralph
Rappers play triathlon the way they run they fuckin mouth
This the devil of the south
Battle me you better have a fiddle and a pentagram and 50k on instagram
A fuckin bad bitch that I can pull like smoke in hookah pens
Hungry break into ya house just for a box of zatarains
Super saiyan Yosemite Sam
Know some black panthas that go contra for the contraband
Furious like violent ken
I done torso many rappers they might need they hips replaced
Limme catch the scheme again
Kyoto bout to win again
I'm crazy crackhead on some kratom plus some ritalin
With rinnegan no pillows dog so who they really sleep in on
Black Nobunaga, horns compared to bout his cock size
MCs get the chills when they find out that fuckin Hak arrived

And they poppin shit at our populace no evidence kill innocence
Rock the boat lost antidote and wes animals named citizens
Amistad
We all is lost and they trapped us all Don't care at all
Bitch whats the cause cause our cocks is large and they history is on caucasin
Bitch Imma head of my time
That's why I ketchup with lines
They know that I got the sauce
They got a bank for loss
Rappers been shittin they draws
Pointin at all of you peasants
This the return of the common
This the rebirth of Liu kang
Bangity Bangity bang
Didn't even say anything
Y'all niggas got no aim
Hip Hop in a gangbang that was my seed on her face
You think that hak not the hardest You must be hatin the hardest
I am a god and an artist
Named dropped yo ass then forgot it
Don't show yo face in my presence
Bitch you a duck and a feasant
I turned the past to a present
I cashed a dream to a rock
I give a fuck bout a diamond
Muhfuhka I'm bein honest
I can do without ya guidance
Y'all niggas lookin like fakes, snakes, flags, trash bag
Brothas get mad when I spazz
I leave the beat like a bad dad
Bitch I been blown like Baghdad
I been a king no england
Bitch