Hi, I'm Dante Kaktus They like, "Dante, what it do?" What's it to you? Ayy, I'm stomping on his skull Their brain is sticking like some glue I cannot apologize for all the shit I do I keep it moving, if you push me, I'm gon' knock out all his screws Danger, it's major You're not coming back, won't see you later Running through the backrooms, my dealer hit my pager I'm looking at the sky, ask the angels for a favor I brought a C4, and you brought a taser Know you're a faker Me? A creator I don't do well with lying, emotions unavailable I can't spend time crying, LSD, I'm off a geeb Always feel like I'm flying, your words are so undermining And my thoughts are declining, I just hope they remind me They like, "Dante, what it do?" What's it to you? Ayy, I'm stomping on his skull, their brain is sticking like some glue I cannot apologize for all the shit I do I keep it moving, if you push me, I'm gon' knock out all his screws I grab a razor, slice his throat, I know pitfall gon' pick his body up Did everything you love, but apparently that's just not enough Hopped in a Brinks truck, could give six fucks G-G-Gas, I'm going fast, my apologies, you missed us Heavy metal on my hip, know this car giving nip tucks Xadvoi is a bitch, heard he sold his soul for six bucks (That's a pretty low price, isn't it? Oh no, it really is) They like, "Dante, what it do?" What's it to you? Ayy, I'm stomping on his skull, their brain is sticking like some glue I cannot apologize for all the shit I do I keep it moving, if you push me, I'm gon' knock out all his screwsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
