Tonart: A minor
Intro 1
Am
Verse 1
It's electric
Step it up
Always on the same shit
All these rappers suck
Eb
Watch me kill em' when the bass is
Peak game
Always have the beat bang
Eb
Insane Flow is so sick
That it eats brains
Megaton
Verbal shock therapy
Powerhouse
Open mind
Let it rock
Hit him till his heart stops, hard knocks,
back in his bitch, I'll show
He a little chopped calamari,
don't stop chopping bodies to the cops
Come and find me,
I'll be chillin' smokin' fat butts
On some whole other takeover,
the world's mother
mother's undercovers
With my penis, motherfucker
One of a kind though,
chillin' got my mind blown,
hittin' different time zones
Eb
Am
Get it on me, Smoke!
He warms up, good to go,
donkey got his bag of bones
High as fuck, bitch,
Eb
I'm underground like a catacomb
Am
Starockin' grape, aged brittle box,
face paint
Newports, chocolates,
Eb
bagels still taste great
Am
Never could I never speak,
woof, never been a sheep
Fuck a plant, gimme meat,
Eb
murderous on any beat
Am
I let him cross traffic
right after the boss had it
Eb
Minnesota fats, fire god, bitch,
Rabbit animal,
my destiny's immortalized
Samurai,
Eb
a hundred thousand shuriken in every line
Am
It's electric, step it up,
always on the same shit
All these rappers suck,
Eb
watch me kill em when the bass hits
Am
It's electric, heat game,
always have the beat bang
Eb
Insane flow is so sick that it eats brains
Am
It's electric, megaton,
bubble -shock therapy,
powerhouse, open -minded,
Eb
Am
nobody is scared of me
It's electric, let it rock,
hit him till his heart stops,
hard knocks,
back in his bitch,
don't you wanna know?
Turn your volume to the top
and fuck your buddies, mom's twat
Get caught by sudden husband and kid,
E
Eb
rocks get lost
Am
I gotta go with the flow,
heat it up cause it's cold
Stomp toes, throw bowls,
Am
Wreck shows, deck hoes,
chuck the fucking neck close
Take her back home
Eb
Am
and give the body to my best bros
I'm so nice, yo,
I share my love for neck growth
Eb
Fill you up, fillin' your dead head with dick
Am
Oh, you feelin' what I'm
sayin' though?
I'm about to lose control,
keep it on the down -low
Eb
I hate the fuckin' Bible
Am
This shit, I said this shit
This shit's the kinda shit
Eb
that'll get your neck slit
Am
I grab a loon and a dick from the wild
And we play with bricks,
read some books about murder
Em
Am
I'm attracted to the abstract madness
Eb
Open -minded, we the baddest,
call us nasties
Am
It's electric!
Step it up, always on the same shit
All these rappers suck,
Eb
watch me kill em' when the bass is
Peak game, always have the big bang
Insane flow,
Eb
it's so sick that it beats Bruce
Megaton, purple shock therapy
Powerhouse, open mind,
Eb
nobody is scared of me
Let it rock, hit him till his heart stops
Hard knocks, back in his bitch,
don't you wanna know?
Put your fingers in a V
if you're down with peace
But keep your middle one up
Eb
because it just ain't that easy
E
Am
Believe me,
Minnesota nights can only suffice
Eb
For so long until you crack thin ice
Am
Because you're blabbing
how I'm just a dirty white boy
With a funky hairdo,
Our lyrical rhythmics
are acidic and wicked,
Hatin' bitches, gettin' stitches for inches
Eb
when I'm finished, so
Am
You better buck up and batten
down the hatches,
I'm the one spittin' gas on these
Eb
waterproof matches, uh
Am
I've been bottled up a long time,
And each rhyme intertwines
Eb
a greater meaning in disguise,
Am
In fact, I'm a carbon -based lifeform,
Skyborn, spliced with genetics
Eb
of Skylords by cyborgs
Am
And I'm broadcasting live,
open up your mind,
Eb
Intercept this message as requested
Am
Step it up, always on the same shit
Always grab a strut,
Eb
watch me kill him when the bass is
Peak game, always have the big bang
Eb
Insane, bro is so sick that it eats brains
Megaton, verbal shock therapy
Powerhouse, open minded,
Let it rock, hit him till his heart stops
Eb
Hard knocks, back in his bitch
Thought you oughta know
Am
Eb
Am
Eb
Yo, hold up guys,
I'm gonna go make a phone call quick.
All right, all right,
I'm gonna cross the street here quick.
All right, all right, come on, come on.
All right, baby, please,
please start answering.
Answer.
Oh, fuck, and it's gonna rain too, man.
I knew those clouds looked bad.
Just pick up, please, please, pick up,
Eb
Cm
Eb
pick up.
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