Unown - Rampage текст песни

Текст песни 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Outdated, yea their flows expired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



Авторы: Christopher Vincent Sheats Ii


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дата релиза
11-08-2021




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