paroles de chanson Rampage - Unown

Look at me a murderer
I'm looking for a kill
Yea I do just what I want
Yea I do that shit at will

Never knew this day would come
Where I embrace my own insanity
And since we parted ways
Yea the demon has rose out of me

An apex predator, yea I'm on
Top of all the fucking charts
Hitting bulls eye's in this bitch
But we ain't playing fucking darts

Oh god damn, I'm a shark in
These open depths
Swimmers best beware that I'm
Coming, hold your fucking breaths

Evil was my first track where
I really let the shotty loose
Now I'm getting sinister and
I'm hanging people by the noose

I'm the boogey man, yea I'm here
To haunt your fucking dreams
Capturing all your souls through
These words is what it fucking seems

Yea my nigga said I got it
Yea my flow it comes with ease
Now I'm practicing freestyling
Because the motive is the fucking cheese

Cheddar makes you better
And it gets the bitches wetter
Yea my lingo is not normal
I'm the fucking hidden treasure

I can go on just about anything
My arsenals unlimited
Sorry lord you missed this nigga
Because I'm about sin again

Not the one for violence but the
World has turned this boy corrupt
If I'm speaking true shit, bitch
Don't cut me off please don't disrupt

Stop it C you need a break
I think you need to chill, relax
Fuck that shit, I want the game
And when I'm done here have it back

I got something more to prove
I do this shit for me and I
Speak my mind and never lie
Until the fucking day I die

Oh my god he's
Still damn flowing
How's this nigga
Still just going

Yea just trust
I'm so amazing
Every single track
I'm blazing

Look at him he's
So damn smooth
Rapping is the
Fucking move

Every second
Getting better
Momma don't you
Read this letter

Oh please lord is this a
Blessing or a fucking curse
Never know what I'm going to
Say between my first and final verse

Oh look at me, yea I'm shining
Like a fucking diamond
Name your favorite rappers their
Outdated, yea their flows expired

Pick it back up where
I left it off from
And I'm feeling myself
Yea the bitches want my cum

One fourth want to fucking swallow
Most them want to reproduce
Yea I'm multi-talented
Yea Bo Jackson's on the loose

Sprinting through these fucking
s and I'm dunking on
These beats a lot of niggas try their best
But they trip on their damn feet

Yea I'm finding all the seams
And slicing, cutting through the holes
People staring, following, fucking
Wanna know, they fucking trolls

Oh C you on a rampage
Why don't you lay off that trigger
Fuck you mother fucker you test
My sanity I'll kill you nigga

On the line, I'm at the brink
My father tried to raise me right
But I guess I'm just like him a
Soldier who was born to fight

Military life was privileged
Only other thing I knew
Then I started spitting rhymes
And music, always got that too

When will I just stop, people
Never even heard me gasp
I'm on auto, I'm a robot
Concept you will never grasp

He's a killer, he's a maniac
But no one ever thinks that
Then they try to get to know
Him and they all decide to sit back

Because he tortures himself
With these egotistic issues
And I'm sure that it's the drugs
But I'm never going to dis you

I don't know what to do
Feel like raps my destiny
But I'm scared of the come up
And my parents hating me

Because with the shit that I say
They'd wish that Bri's an only child
Yea that's my sister and if you
Touch her then I call my guns for hire

Kick down your door and bust right in
Hey hold up where's your brother
Because this was going to be a homicide
But hey I'll find another

You want to try and spit that game
Again you better hold your tongue
Going to let my white genes over, tie
Your ass, and now you're hung

Oh damn snap, let's rewind and take
It back to the beginning
Because the theme has now changed
These porcelain dolls are fucking singing

Paranormal insanity it keeps
Ya'll up at night
And like I said I'm sinister
But you know I'm not in sight

This my party, ya'll invited
But then I'll drag you in a pool
Yea you can run, you can hide
But you won't escape this ghoul

Oh my God, is that a joke?
No, I hope you get the meaning
And my wordplay's getting better
All my niggas are agreeing

Still I'm going, yes I'm flowing
Don't know when this shit will end
If I got some more time, one more
Message I will send

I'm a murderer of music
And don't you ever forget it
And anything that's on my mind
Guarantee I'm gonna spit it