Golden Lord

It's Hennessy, cocaine and lace fronts

But i'm trying to get a message through

If there's no way then make one, so real **** F' with you

If not, fuck boy, it's death to you

You'll never satay my vegetables

You're not fit to peep my Sunday playlist

When it switch Wycleff to Roots

See, this red pill's not from Matrix, it's my **** Jose's ecstasy

Then I screamed, "all cops are racist

Except for the one standing next to me

Who keeps retweeting Black Twitter desperately"

But still, im'a burn a killer cop effigy

We don't need your confirmation, we don't need your recipe

We don't need your confirmation, we don't need your recipe

But come, take a look at my misfits, bitch, take a look at my clique

Take a look at my misfits, bitch, take a look at my clique

Take a look at my clique

Take a look at my clique

Take a look at my misfits, bitch, take a look at my clique

It's a rodeo, but in Tokyo

It's the Corleones, but in Kosovo

(Take a look at my misfits, bitch, take a look at my clique)

It's a rodeo, but in Tokyo

It's the Corleones, but in Kosovo

(Take a look at my misfits, bitch, take a look at my clique)

It's a rodeo, but in Tokyo

It's the Corleones, but in Kosovo

(Take a look at my misfits, bitch, take a look at my clique)

More life, more dinner, more strife, more winter

If you want more ice, more glimmer, go ahead

Roll dice, be a winner

That's a high note for a tenor

Rolling hydro in a pinner

In the Bible with the sinners

When you've done this much, you can't remember

It's a blood moon for the swingers

For the sub dom nipple ringers

For the pansex left-wingers

Let me see if I can fit in four fingers

This is group sex with my ****

We be two stepping to Mingus

Tell me who's next for cunnilingus?

After that Dominoes, chicken fingers

More money, more pills, more screens, geez

You a woke ****, don't sleep on these streets

Let's celebrate World War 3, 3

Sun Ra, Grace Jones

(Are you ready to die, ****?)

Come and embrace me, me

One life, two tones

(Are you ready to die, ****?)

Come and embrace me, me

E.T. phone home

(Are you ready for the apocalypse?)

Come and embrace me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me

(Are you ready to die, ****?)