About This Track
"MARSH // GATES // ECHANI" is a track by Disjointed, released 18th December 2018. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
Ya boys back, he grabbed mask off the hook Rebranding himself Rip the tag off the book A countdown when he pick his pad up to cook Fat, two faced, renewed vigour collapsing a brook Catch air like columbine King the immortal, despair personified Bonified ghost sleeping in skin baring His teeth to those who glare at the beast Dropping this shit means the weapon unleashed Bipedal arachnid sewing a web of deceit From 11-3 he ready to peak President z, armed to his venomous teeth A menacing being too loud for the commoner Eminently qualified to fucking pounce on you coddlers Ounce in the cupholder, drown in my butt soda Anyway the purple prince of death is back to rock your world With murky fins and breath when he talk it stirs No mercy skin is shed and cops all stop, pop and lock His swervy spit is hot as coffee burns An evil eye for the Plan of distruction A Demon’s night to execute Volcanic eruption Damage entrusted to the man of corruption Hemorhaging nations with penmanship he sever quick with hammers of tungsten He manic and distant, crashing family picnics 666 carved on his hands in his thick skin Sparring for cheese in drunken brawls Hear the song of the thieves, his ominous theme plays When he roll onto the scene His soul split apart, and it’s cold in his heart All the gold in the world wouldn’t shoulder the dark Of a past prime veteran animal, not giving Enough of a fuck about leveraging anything tangible But he broke and ain’t having it Choking saint catherine With a rope he strain cacklin, brain Matter weight more than your dame’s abdomen And that’s sayin something, ain’t that some shit You a sappy bitch I make the kinda music that you rock to I make the kinda music that make mobs groove I make the kinda music that invokes lawsuits You make the kinda music you suck cocks to Your no no’s are froyo jojo’s a go go Hobos go low in rowboats for ho ho’s Disjointed irl chrollo, if you not a snake You go extinct like the dodo, oh no Yo yo master, kept on the dl Flex monster rep my dogs invest proper we ill We worth it, we dope, we earned it We know, keep burnin smoke and throw a bone for we shills Fuck it Who more prominently fucking up of the globe like we Who else fucking up your home like we If i ever find a clone of me or sin or mawth Then I’ll personally track ‘em down and feed them to the hogs Cock it, bang, it’s only a matter of time Pop the gates up to 8, lead to a rapper’s demise On my plate, eating competitors up with a salad to dine Mad in the mind, im a fucking cantankerous, dangerous Actual swine, im animal, back up or die We on top, independant imminent showmanship Yah yah, fucking invented nah you rented the ownership Ha ha, sipping a pot you weren’t even given, don’t hold it bitch Pop off, with a colorless venom that’d shiver the fucking spine of jehova, man Or open up open wound til body fluids and blood spill over Into the cauldron calling all spawn Im a zombie, im an all star Cue the music, fear the future Go to hall mark, pay the call charge We’re the destined, you the faker Meet your bested, screw the maker Lose the paper, gain the peace of mind Who’s the savior, may be me in time Im in a place you couldn’t imagine Fucking fate til it losing the magic Miss you i can’t, perusing the badlands Skimp on the great, shoot for the masters But im kinda already there The general public already scared Call ready knocksteady and clawed up many fucking Chipped, splintering stairs Imma go wild and imma go rip If im in town you better dip With or without, you and your clique Ya’ll are just clowns, makeup and wig It’s MASK boy, he bringing the pain, like nobody do it Ya’ll soy, soiling humble music with number 2s and Im here, crippling the game like echani Imma rip it in the name of shinigami, imma body Anybody with a following, it’s not my calling but i’m on it Honestly I don’t want it, but it’s haunting me every night I thought about it, im out of my mind in the worst way possible But even still im unstoppable Grow up or more so get force choked and throw up Pump up your torso with torsels of bones crushed Im normal, but bored so i’ll torch homes with short bows My hormones to sure blow, the storm grow like soma Seeping in the windows and the walls, it’s a Evil liquid different from the simple things we all know But isn’t, all my songs ominous, all your songs shamalan Disjointed seen in sith holocrons, he known to put the bob in ross Don’t mean to brag, you and I needne’t even spar Your bitch ringo star, my bitch visas marr Lacerate them vaping woebegongs After activating my assasination protocols Call me mandalore, hand some more ammo and I’ll end rhymers With vibroswords and and armies rivaling empire’s Damn it all, you done did it, I didn’t want to but I have to Some fit the bill, but others need a mask to Take the path that you’re given, nah Im in a weirder lane After bodying a boy then I commandeer their grave With a shovel and a lot of beer, is it hot in here Or is it just my tape, who is to say Imma need the digits for the cell You’s a bitch and I can tell, so hit me on the tel Put 50 on my sidedeck, credits on the table Stimmy's aren’t a slight threat, no medicine im able Grab yourself a cup of the juma Nothing fucking up my love of you losers Take the bus or bust a hut while he bust a nut for Brianne, eating a twi’lek, me man Steaming, Leave him scheming, ski mask Steep asking price, see the shrapnel fly It’s Mr boombastic fantastic satchel guy Actual jedi master man with a master plan Coming to slack off with with his slacks off again Blast off again, leaving battle rappers bankrupt Y’all are bantha, Im a dragon, im a rancor Im a savage, you a novice, looks bad for you little hobits Got molasses in the noggin, with a bad bitch in my coffin
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