作词 : Joel Zimmerman/Adam Steven Rooney
作曲 : Joel Zimmerman/Adam Steven Rooney
Somebody fill my cup while I keep this reefer burnin',
Come fxxk my mood up, I hope you do need to speak on somethin',
You can sleep on me but your deathbed is the sheets and covers,
I mean if you beef then the repercussion's the reaper's caution,
Fxxk 'em, tell your favorites I'm a league above 'em,
I put that on every piece of shit that my b***h bust in,
Lord, I think I can hear them demons call me,
Christ, they're trynaa cross me like the Jesus somethin',
That's a super bad look, rappers seem to be McLovin,
Sayin' Horroh's weak and then ask for a ****ing feature from him,
I fxxk your b1tch when I see your woman,
If she doesn't know me, I'll tell her I'm Justin Bieber's cousin,
Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
They could never call me ordinary,
What? Fxxk 'em, with one foot in the mortuary,
They said that hip-hop's dead, I hit them all to get it,
Put it on my back and I don't even think the corpse is heavy,
Tell them stupid cartoon rappers Tutankhamun's back,
I'm 2Pac with his juice back,
A zoot wrap, two straps, a Hail Mary two track,
B1tch, I'll kill us all if you don't move back,
Kamikaze, I find it hard giving half a shit,
Narcissist, I guarantee I've got a larger d**k,
This fxxking groupie tried to send me to the bar for drinks,
I told that thirsty b1tch, "Here's a yard of piss you could hardly lift",
Bob Marley spliff will put me where the martians live,
I use a couple bloodclaat yaadis as my pharmacist,
What might happen?
B1tches like kick flips (Yay), all up on my gnarly tricks,
And they just wanna blow me like some broken Sega cartridges,
I led my hyenas to the deers blood,
Not a strong enough for bringing me a werewolf,
I've got a big old gang to get it cleared up,
Trip and lead your sisters to leaking liquid from tear ducts,
Keep on giving that weird look, you'll get hit with this beer cup,
Bully b***h stomp her head, if you're full of shit , you appear tough,
You're nothing here to our motherfxxkers in here,
Don't suck a d**k, you come near, you'll get fxxkin' kicked in your beer gut,
Victims in fear when I put a couple whispers in ears,
Man, enough fxxkin' kittens in here, tell them b***h whiskers get sheared up,
Mother, cousins, and peers but they not heard from you for years,
'Cause we get cut and chopped, then we clear up,
Bloods, innards, and smeared guts,
Sufferin' succotash,
Took an upper-class slut mother back to **** her while her son was in a rugby match,
You in the club, turnin' up, doing the dougie dance,
I'm at your crib, choking a b1tch with her underpants,
Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Joel Zimmerman/Adam Steven Rooney
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Joel Zimmerman/Adam Steven Rooney
[00:28.114]Somebody fill my cup while I keep this reefer burnin',
[00:29.992]Come fxxk my mood up, I hope you do need to speak on somethin',
[00:32.855]You can sleep on me but your deathbed is the sheets and covers,
[00:35.634]I mean if you beef then the repercussion's the reaper's caution,
[00:38.606]Fxxk 'em, tell your favorites I'm a league above 'em,
[00:41.915]I put that on every piece of shit that my b***h bust in,
[00:44.387]Lord, I think I can hear them demons call me,
[00:47.077]Christ, they're trynaa cross me like the Jesus somethin',
[00:50.018]That's a super bad look, rappers seem to be McLovin,
[00:52.475]Sayin' Horroh's weak and then ask for a ****ing feature from him,
[00:56.437]I fxxk your b1tch when I see your woman,
[00:58.496]If she doesn't know me, I'll tell her I'm Justin Bieber's cousin,
[01:01.267]Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
[01:13.589]They could never call me ordinary,
[01:15.621]What? Fxxk 'em, with one foot in the mortuary,
[01:18.329]They said that hip-hop's dead, I hit them all to get it,
[01:21.059]Put it on my back and I don't even think the corpse is heavy,
[01:24.729]Tell them stupid cartoon rappers Tutankhamun's back,
[01:28.382]I'm 2Pac with his juice back,
[01:30.107]A zoot wrap, two straps, a Hail Mary two track,
[01:32.859]B1tch, I'll kill us all if you don't move back,
[01:35.518]Kamikaze, I find it hard giving half a shit,
[01:37.999]Narcissist, I guarantee I've got a larger d**k,
[01:40.754]This fxxking groupie tried to send me to the bar for drinks,
[01:43.478]I told that thirsty b1tch, "Here's a yard of piss you could hardly lift",
[01:46.892]Bob Marley spliff will put me where the martians live,
[01:49.183]I use a couple bloodclaat yaadis as my pharmacist,
[01:52.244]What might happen?
[01:57.949]B1tches like kick flips (Yay), all up on my gnarly tricks,
[02:00.316]And they just wanna blow me like some broken Sega cartridges,
[02:03.896]I led my hyenas to the deers blood,
[02:06.030]Not a strong enough for bringing me a werewolf,
[02:09.126]I've got a big old gang to get it cleared up,
[02:11.629]Trip and lead your sisters to leaking liquid from tear ducts,
[02:14.496]Keep on giving that weird look, you'll get hit with this beer cup,
[02:17.116]Bully b***h stomp her head, if you're full of shit , you appear tough,
[02:20.228]You're nothing here to our motherfxxkers in here,
[02:22.605]Don't suck a d**k, you come near, you'll get fxxkin' kicked in your beer gut,
[02:25.940]Victims in fear when I put a couple whispers in ears,
[02:28.281]Man, enough fxxkin' kittens in here, tell them b***h whiskers get sheared up,
[02:31.799]Mother, cousins, and peers but they not heard from you for years,
[02:33.869]'Cause we get cut and chopped, then we clear up,
[02:37.397]Bloods, innards, and smeared guts,
[02:38.752]Sufferin' succotash,
[02:39.318]Took an upper-class slut mother back to **** her while her son was in a rugby match,
[02:43.124]You in the club, turnin' up, doing the dougie dance,
[02:45.727]I'm at your crib, choking a b1tch with her underpants,
[02:48.692]Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
[02:59.958]Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
作词 : Joel Zimmerman/Adam Steven Rooney
作曲 : Joel Zimmerman/Adam Steven Rooney
Somebody fill my cup while I keep this reefer burnin',
Come fxxk my mood up, I hope you do need to speak on somethin',
You can sleep on me but your deathbed is the sheets and covers,
I mean if you beef then the repercussion's the reaper's caution,
Fxxk 'em, tell your favorites I'm a league above 'em,
I put that on every piece of shit that my b***h bust in,
Lord, I think I can hear them demons call me,
Christ, they're trynaa cross me like the Jesus somethin',
That's a super bad look, rappers seem to be McLovin,
Sayin' Horroh's weak and then ask for a ****ing feature from him,
I fxxk your b1tch when I see your woman,
If she doesn't know me, I'll tell her I'm Justin Bieber's cousin,
Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
They could never call me ordinary,
What? Fxxk 'em, with one foot in the mortuary,
They said that hip-hop's dead, I hit them all to get it,
Put it on my back and I don't even think the corpse is heavy,
Tell them stupid cartoon rappers Tutankhamun's back,
I'm 2Pac with his juice back,
A zoot wrap, two straps, a Hail Mary two track,
B1tch, I'll kill us all if you don't move back,
Kamikaze, I find it hard giving half a shit,
Narcissist, I guarantee I've got a larger d**k,
This fxxking groupie tried to send me to the bar for drinks,
I told that thirsty b1tch, "Here's a yard of piss you could hardly lift",
Bob Marley spliff will put me where the martians live,
I use a couple bloodclaat yaadis as my pharmacist,
What might happen?
B1tches like kick flips (Yay), all up on my gnarly tricks,
And they just wanna blow me like some broken Sega cartridges,
I led my hyenas to the deers blood,
Not a strong enough for bringing me a werewolf,
I've got a big old gang to get it cleared up,
Trip and lead your sisters to leaking liquid from tear ducts,
Keep on giving that weird look, you'll get hit with this beer cup,
Bully b***h stomp her head, if you're full of shit , you appear tough,
You're nothing here to our motherfxxkers in here,
Don't suck a d**k, you come near, you'll get fxxkin' kicked in your beer gut,
Victims in fear when I put a couple whispers in ears,
Man, enough fxxkin' kittens in here, tell them b***h whiskers get sheared up,
Mother, cousins, and peers but they not heard from you for years,
'Cause we get cut and chopped, then we clear up,
Bloods, innards, and smeared guts,
Sufferin' succotash,
Took an upper-class slut mother back to **** her while her son was in a rugby match,
You in the club, turnin' up, doing the dougie dance,
I'm at your crib, choking a b1tch with her underpants,
Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Joel Zimmerman/Adam Steven Rooney
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Joel Zimmerman/Adam Steven Rooney
[00:28.114]Somebody fill my cup while I keep this reefer burnin',
[00:29.992]Come fxxk my mood up, I hope you do need to speak on somethin',
[00:32.855]You can sleep on me but your deathbed is the sheets and covers,
[00:35.634]I mean if you beef then the repercussion's the reaper's caution,
[00:38.606]Fxxk 'em, tell your favorites I'm a league above 'em,
[00:41.915]I put that on every piece of shit that my b***h bust in,
[00:44.387]Lord, I think I can hear them demons call me,
[00:47.077]Christ, they're trynaa cross me like the Jesus somethin',
[00:50.018]That's a super bad look, rappers seem to be McLovin,
[00:52.475]Sayin' Horroh's weak and then ask for a ****ing feature from him,
[00:56.437]I fxxk your b1tch when I see your woman,
[00:58.496]If she doesn't know me, I'll tell her I'm Justin Bieber's cousin,
[01:01.267]Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
[01:13.589]They could never call me ordinary,
[01:15.621]What? Fxxk 'em, with one foot in the mortuary,
[01:18.329]They said that hip-hop's dead, I hit them all to get it,
[01:21.059]Put it on my back and I don't even think the corpse is heavy,
[01:24.729]Tell them stupid cartoon rappers Tutankhamun's back,
[01:28.382]I'm 2Pac with his juice back,
[01:30.107]A zoot wrap, two straps, a Hail Mary two track,
[01:32.859]B1tch, I'll kill us all if you don't move back,
[01:35.518]Kamikaze, I find it hard giving half a shit,
[01:37.999]Narcissist, I guarantee I've got a larger d**k,
[01:40.754]This fxxking groupie tried to send me to the bar for drinks,
[01:43.478]I told that thirsty b1tch, "Here's a yard of piss you could hardly lift",
[01:46.892]Bob Marley spliff will put me where the martians live,
[01:49.183]I use a couple bloodclaat yaadis as my pharmacist,
[01:52.244]What might happen?
[01:57.949]B1tches like kick flips (Yay), all up on my gnarly tricks,
[02:00.316]And they just wanna blow me like some broken Sega cartridges,
[02:03.896]I led my hyenas to the deers blood,
[02:06.030]Not a strong enough for bringing me a werewolf,
[02:09.126]I've got a big old gang to get it cleared up,
[02:11.629]Trip and lead your sisters to leaking liquid from tear ducts,
[02:14.496]Keep on giving that weird look, you'll get hit with this beer cup,
[02:17.116]Bully b***h stomp her head, if you're full of shit , you appear tough,
[02:20.228]You're nothing here to our motherfxxkers in here,
[02:22.605]Don't suck a d**k, you come near, you'll get fxxkin' kicked in your beer gut,
[02:25.940]Victims in fear when I put a couple whispers in ears,
[02:28.281]Man, enough fxxkin' kittens in here, tell them b***h whiskers get sheared up,
[02:31.799]Mother, cousins, and peers but they not heard from you for years,
[02:33.869]'Cause we get cut and chopped, then we clear up,
[02:37.397]Bloods, innards, and smeared guts,
[02:38.752]Sufferin' succotash,
[02:39.318]Took an upper-class slut mother back to **** her while her son was in a rugby match,
[02:43.124]You in the club, turnin' up, doing the dougie dance,
[02:45.727]I'm at your crib, choking a b1tch with her underpants,
[02:48.692]Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
[02:59.958]Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?