Don’t Look
Don't Look
3-15
//Chorus//
//Don't look under my bed
Don't look in my closet
Don't look in my head
These images, I cosset
Mom would be upset
The smell's begun to reek
But I just can't help it;
These other guys too weak
I love to kill 'em off. X2
These other guys guys too weak; rhymin' single syllables//
1st Verse:
I think y'all wanna see me fail
And end up a dishwasher or somethin', huh?
Muthafuckas better wish it true
I think it's cause I've gotten better than most around town
And I lose ya on a track;
Is you finally realizin' that the bitch is you?
Perhaps you're pissed off cause you're losin' to a nerdy kid that watched too much anime
O tal vez es porque yo tengo poder de dos idiomas, rápido; aver, guey -andale
Pardon my French; sometimes I get carried away
You wouldn't be dealin' with me had Death dared me to stay
Otherwise I'd'a took that blade and be buried today
But guess what; the Lord don't want me and Lucifer's got way too much use for me
I suppose that ain't much for comfort, but for my Day One fans, that's news relief
I'm here to stay, and fuck anyone that thinks that I won't make it
I could care less if I don't, as long as everybody knows I take a beat and slay it
I'm Cerberus, Zeus, and Hades all in one, but you can call me Typhon
I get into a zone, and become another entity than my form's norm when the mic's on
Then the fight's on, and I'll be damned if I let any bygones be bygones
I'm a superior breed with a furious need for the kingdom; you're better off to die, pawn
My mom; the reason why I'm always goin' off like a pipe bomb
I'm raw; lines I'm, twistin' when I'm spittin' from my writtens got you trippin' tryna get up on a mountain you could never even climb on
My God
I should really cool down 'fore my hot head get me into trouble
But y'all deaf to a real spitta; pisses me off more than a bunny after sex tryna cuddle
//Chorus//
//Don't look under my bed
Don't look in my closet
Don't look in my head
These images, I cosset
Mom would be upset
The smell's begun to reek
But I just can't help it;
These other guys too weak
I love to kill 'em off. X2
These other guys guys too weak; rhymin' single syllables//
3-15
//Chorus//
//Don't look under my bed
Don't look in my closet
Don't look in my head
These images, I cosset
Mom would be upset
The smell's begun to reek
But I just can't help it;
These other guys too weak
I love to kill 'em off. X2
These other guys guys too weak; rhymin' single syllables//
1st Verse:
I think y'all wanna see me fail
And end up a dishwasher or somethin', huh?
Muthafuckas better wish it true
I think it's cause I've gotten better than most around town
And I lose ya on a track;
Is you finally realizin' that the bitch is you?
Perhaps you're pissed off cause you're losin' to a nerdy kid that watched too much anime
O tal vez es porque yo tengo poder de dos idiomas, rápido; aver, guey -andale
Pardon my French; sometimes I get carried away
You wouldn't be dealin' with me had Death dared me to stay
Otherwise I'd'a took that blade and be buried today
But guess what; the Lord don't want me and Lucifer's got way too much use for me
I suppose that ain't much for comfort, but for my Day One fans, that's news relief
I'm here to stay, and fuck anyone that thinks that I won't make it
I could care less if I don't, as long as everybody knows I take a beat and slay it
I'm Cerberus, Zeus, and Hades all in one, but you can call me Typhon
I get into a zone, and become another entity than my form's norm when the mic's on
Then the fight's on, and I'll be damned if I let any bygones be bygones
I'm a superior breed with a furious need for the kingdom; you're better off to die, pawn
My mom; the reason why I'm always goin' off like a pipe bomb
I'm raw; lines I'm, twistin' when I'm spittin' from my writtens got you trippin' tryna get up on a mountain you could never even climb on
My God
I should really cool down 'fore my hot head get me into trouble
But y'all deaf to a real spitta; pisses me off more than a bunny after sex tryna cuddle
//Chorus//
//Don't look under my bed
Don't look in my closet
Don't look in my head
These images, I cosset
Mom would be upset
The smell's begun to reek
But I just can't help it;
These other guys too weak
I love to kill 'em off. X2
These other guys guys too weak; rhymin' single syllables//