Yo, yo yo Comotosed, dope flows, sitting skylines Brittle minds, try spitting rhymes like let us know Body (???)builds bigger biftas than this kid Misfit, chillin sitting pissed, wiv the big grin like Hardy ha, start laughing at me Gon' pull a knife to my throat, as im sparkin a tree You're armed to the teeth, my artillerys made of paper Mr A4, i break jaws wiv my stapler fine Lord vader, wiv a cape n a microphone A tight flow like a dyson, but twice as dope Kalidescope eyes, glow in the sunset Life is a jungle, i'm known as the huntsman Split your dome like a pumpkin Munchkins, hungry for some sort of munch or a substance I stay slumped looking glum Tryna conjure up a wonderful way to escape this conondrum
[Hook] 1 hundred & 1 different reasons Why God might exist & i still won't believe them 1 hundred & 1 different facts.... C.O.T we be bringing it back X2
[Verse 2] Gazing, eyes blinded by city lights Silly types, try scribble lines like ?????? Your clicks aimlessly wasting time Am i shaking fist, raging to take the mic We're painting rhymes, i spray my state of mind So i take my time, climbing, a way to rise My crazy tribes vibe when we speakin on stage ??? Spitting tsunamis man, no ones on our wavelength & I ain't feeling a paycheck, for being on stage wrecked And keeping my page fed wiv great text I'm that giggling, rowdy twat Pissed in ur house and sat Singing and shouting crap Swinging a rounders bat That idiot clown that raps Here have a lsiten to my hideous sounding tracks I guess i figured i'm loud and active And a rowdy spastic And im proud of that shit
[Hook] 1 hundred n 1 different reasons Why God might exist & i still won't believe them 1 hundred n 1 different facts.... C.O.T we be bringing it back X2Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
