Текст песни World War Y - Y2

Shit this of God
Rewind
I am the God of this shit
Where's the lie
If I'm not on yo top ten I'm negative 9
Means I'm ahead of my time
Bitch I ain't worried bout a goddamn top 5
Hotter than Hot Boyz in 99
Hot fries Hell's host ghost pepper
Ghost writer and I'm Ghost Rider
Wit motorcycle tires on fire
You die
From slick tongue
Cuz the dick long
The list long
Like Schlitterbahn lines you skip from
I know it's a bitch
That's why I'm laughing at you
Hahahahahahahaha
Niggas won't admit
It's gettin hard for me to miss
Even when skeetin on ya bitch
Number one seed on top her lip
A nigga winning I'm evil grinning
Ain't that about a bitch
Impregnated with my baby
I started shaving my head cuz
I will never fade
Not for debate
I just B-raiding niggas
Nobody safe
Bitch you better check yo chakras
Deepak Chopra
Fuck that
So ahead of my time
All my new shit is throwback
Slow loud
Banging the new slab
Blacker than Kodak Black
Riding around with that
Ray Charles laser
Still my favorite rapper
Shit I'm just waiting on K Dot
It's hard to be nice guy but I'z no surprise
Been giving you niggas life
Can't spell one day without a y

Y y y
Y y y y

Watch this bitch
Nigga I'z go crazy Hospin
Hospitable
Hospital's closed but I better go
Umbilical cord
I was born with horns and a hot head
Still got this shit locked
Niggas surprised I am not Fed
Ah man
Did I d-d-d-d stutter
I can't make up this shit
Lil bitch I got it covered
Should be writing for everybody
I'm dripping you a puddle
You are under my umbrella ella
Tired of telling mutha fuckas
I'm a psychopath
In a bubble bath of blood
Set tripping
I'll have to wet you up like a Baptism
A hahahahaha
Still working that magic wit it
Like Vwhalalaha
I am LeBron Godzilla
What time is it
Imma visit the nearest cemetery
Cuz y'all in it
I kill it
Look here lil nigga
Fuck is you on
I am the God
Lord of the Graa
One for ya top
These niggas night night
Snore
My shit on sight
Bite
Jaws
Ran it like blitz
Ain't even flinch
All my shit hit
Y'all niggas duds
Label me legend
I'm out chere flexin
Ain't even stressing
Don't give a fuck
I was the icon
That turned into ycon
Mo tales from the 6
Nigga I'll keep the lights on
It's on when it's gratatatata
Overkill
Gratatata
Die
My stock going up on my clone nigga
You know nigga
You don't belong where I roam
American
Even safe ain't safe no more
Ya face ain't face no more
That K Slay niggas like DJ's
My baby gone
Kanksta wok wit chopstick
Word from the samurai
Vandalize ya block quick
Choo niggas on that is not it
I just put a whole in the whole rap game
Ain't have to cock it
Y'all need
To stop it
Or I'm fur-thereing ya defeat like a Hobbit
Stick on me like Harry Potter
But goin Goblin
My shit stay knocking like Mormons
Doorman hey Mr. Postman
Surprise I ain't seeing no lies
Still can't spell one day without a y

Y y y
Y y y y