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GAWNE - Homicide (Official Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gawne
Gawne
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gawne
Gawne
Songwriter

Lyrics

We're having a homicide. Homicide And fuck I'm going out my mind. Out my mind Even if you wanna live, you gotta die Cause we're having a homicide. Homicide There's was finna be that hell, to, pay H.T.P Back when I swore to the G.O.D To be da T.B.E Da best ever-to-be-a-real-MC Rapid fire like an L.M.G. SPIT it alphabetical L, M, N, O, P I been OC Wit-da-pen-I'm mean I never seize To-defeat, my, enemies Don't let em' breath I'm gettin' eve—n-comin' wit-a head of steam Per.spec.tive-P.O.V Is what I see When fucking beats I'm blowing up like TNT With ten homies We been lowkey Like denim jeans I then OD Like Whitney On da CBD, and THC, and LSD, and DMT, and PCP, amphetamines Sedatitated off ketamin, and coe-deine, lamotrigine Corrodes my spleen But O.M.G I'm s'posed to be-like twenty three-but, hun-ga-ry The younger me was winning since DVD's Before I's even at the DMV Infinite rap momentum I get em' And then I'm mentally end em' There's-never-even-been-a-lick-of-da-elegance When-I'm-pickin'-up-the-pen And-then-I-bicker-like-Eminem What-gotta-do-to-get-to-rippin'-it-quicker-than-anyone As-I'm-enterin'-my-element-then-again-I'm-becomin'-venmous Fuck-your-relevance You're-never-gonna-be-bigger-than-my-edifice Mother-fucker's-'ll-get-it Beheadin'-the-nemisis I-spit-with-artificial-intelligence We're having a Homicide. Homicide And fuck I'm going out my mind. Out my mind Even if you wanna live-you Gotta die Cause we're having a Homicide Homicide Indelible when I get up and wreck a flow with the pen I go Incredible The skeptical Will never know that I'm heading for their genitals And I got tentacles When I let it blow I'm an animal Antelope Fucking canibal Hannibal To the catacombs Dead as fuck When I batter bones Vatical, manic yo, grammatical when I gat a flow I'm a radical that'll get mad and go tyrannical No anecdote for what I plan do to every man and hoe's Clavicle Cause I'm magical 901, Shelby Drive, look alive, catch a vibe I just murder shit, nah, you could never do this in your live I go crazy with the shit Y'all 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 We're having a Homicide. Homicide And fuck I'm going 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 Rest in peace to Big Rest in peace to Nip Legends never die Y'all two geniuses So on heaven I Live and breath this shit On a level like Serena, Venus is Hold up Hold up Wait a minute I gots to handle some biness All of these labels be callin' Hold up, wait I need a minute Uhhhh You can tell em' I'ma need the upwards of Four, five million For the glorified spittin' Plus a coupe of dem court-side tickets To bulls On the north-side Joyride whippin' In a Porsche 9-eleven With the door wide engine I'm like Ninja Up in Fornite, winnin' Now I'm World record spittin' So they put me in the Guinness Book Burned my critics I'm putting on a clinic Like Federer in tennis-i Never stop You can bet im hot Ya Like fetty whap Or chedar bob When he let it pop At his own leg Split Edama Me Beans You a bust (Like) Kwame I'm a king Le-bron James Couple rings On the key chain Get a bj Every night-no Prom date Does the pope, uh Get a hard-nh Conclave Drink - Red wine With a fine bitch Kim K I'ma go Ape shit drinkin' Bombay And I guess you could say I'm HARAMBE We're having a Homicide. Homicide And fuck I'm going 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
Writer(s): Unknown Unknown, Sergey Rybchinskiy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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