[Chorus] We're havin' a homicide, homicide And fuck, I'm goin' out my mind, out my mind Even if you wanna live, you gotta die Cause' we're having a homicide, homicide
[Verse 1] There was finna be that hell to pay, H.T.P Back when I swore to the G-O-D To be the T.B.E, the best ever to be a real MC Rapid-fire like an LMG Spit it alphabetical, L-M-N-O-P I been OC, with a pen I'm mean And never cease to defeat my enemies Don't let 'em breathe I'ma get 'em, even comin' with a head of steam Perspective POV, is what I see when fuckin' beats I'm blowin' up like TNT, with ten homies We been low-key like denim jeans I then OD, like Whitney on the CBD And THC, and LSD, and DMT, and PCP Amphetamines, and heavily sedated off ketamine And codeine, lamotrigine corrodes my spleen But OMG, I'm supposed to be like twenty-three and hungry But younger me's winnin' since DVDs Fore' I was even at the motherfuckin' DMV Infinite rap momentum, I get 'em And then I mentally end 'em There's never even been a lick of the elegance As I'm pickin' up my pen and then I bicker like Eminem What I got to do to get to rippin' it quicker than anyone As I'm enterin' my element Then again, I'm becomin' the venomous Fuck your relevance You're never gonna be bigger than my edifice Motherfuckers are deaded, beheaded the nemesis Spit with artificial intelligence Indelible when I get up and wreck a flow WIth a pen I go incredible The skeptical will never know that I'm headed for the genitals And I got tentacles, when I let it blow I'm an animal, antelope, fuckin' cannibal, Hannibal To the catacombs, dead as fuck when I batter bones Vatical, manic ho, grammatical when I gat a flow I'm erratic ho, then I get mad and go tyrannical No antidote, for what I plan to do to every man and ho Cause' I'm magical 901, Shelby Drive, look alive, catch a vibe I just murdered shit, now you could never do this in your life I go crazy with this shit Ya'll don't phase me, not a bit Seven figures, that ain't rich How the fuck could I quit? Too many died for this shit!
[Chorus] We're havin' a homicide, homicide And fuck, I'm goin' out my mind, out my mind Even if you wanna live, you gotta die Cause' we're having a homicide, homicide (Yeah, we're having a homicide)
[Verse 2] Rest in peace to B.I.G, rest in peace to Nip Legends never die, ya'll two geniuses So in heaven, I, live and breathe this shit On a level like Serena and Venus is Hold up, hold up, wait a minute I got's to handle some business All of these labels be callin' Hold up, I need a minute Uh, you could tell 'em I'ma need the upwards of four to five million For the glorified spittin' Plus a couple of them court-side tickets To the Bulls on the North Side Joyride, whippin' in a Porsche 911, with a door wide engine I'm like Ninja up in Fortnite winnin' Now I'm world record spittin' So they put me in the Guinness Book Burned my critics I'm puttin' on a clinic, like Federer in tennis I never stop, you can bet I'm hot Ya'll like Fetty Wap or Cheddar Bob When he let it pop at his own leg Split edamame beans, you a bust, Kwame I'm a king, Lebron James, couple rings on the keychain Get a BJ every night, no prom date Does the Pope get a hard? Conclave, drink red wine with a fine bitch, Kim K 'Bout to go apeshit off the Bombay So I guess you could say I'm Harambe!
[Chorus] We're havin' a homicide, homicide And fuck, I'm goin' out my mind, out my mind Even if you wanna live, you gotta die Cause' we're having a homicide, homicide (Yeah, we're having a homicide)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
