Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
Delivery, I'm the bullet that killed Kennedy
Enemy, DITC, darkest symphony
Necro, f*ck around and let the TEC blow
Red beam to his noggin make
It look like techno
I told you, I don't even wanna be the best
Ho i'm the threat with Tourette's
Making motherf*ckers John Doe
Ricky Rozay, Aquarius Killa The Keyser Soze
Making a family cry together like the O'Jays
Back in the old days
I'm the one that's chosen
Thug from the 90's, I'm cryogenically frozen
Avenger, but yet I be the
Joker and the Riddler
With a mindset that's switched
Like Harvey Denture's dent
The Dark Knight, f*ck a Clark Kent
Martin Lawrence when he traveled back
In time with suspense
Suspended, animation when my brain reacts
Don't belong in this world
Like I'm Samurai Jack
Click Clack on the Glock, seventeen get me
Then put the Ghostface so we
Can empty the cream
Cash rules everything around me surrounding
The ditch where they dug
The darkness that's shrouding
Found me, Nemo, ego Kanyeezy
Bruh I'm from a city where
Niggas they con easy
Where they quick to pull that trigger
Never a squeegee
Then make it on the late night news, nigga
Good evening
"yeah, Mike, things are quite here now
At Miami, Carol City High School
But earlier today was quite the
Scene when nearly the entire
Student body walked out of
The school to protest
Trayvon Martin's murderer signs
In hand, chanting
"Justice for Trayvon" Now Trayvon
Actually went to school
Here at Carol City last year so some
Of these kids actually knew him personally
And they say "Hi!"s murderer
Should be behind bars
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
I'm Acid, fornicating with crack shit
Cheated with the virus that took
Over the life of Magic
Sharing a needle, with the common-slash-hobo
Sterilize with the spit that
Shoots from a Komodo
Dragon, gun chuck, fire, I'm blasting
Dope and sick, that shit is just a classic
Huh, that's a hit for you bastards
That's the shit for you bastards
I'm lugubrious because I'm from
A place where niggas
Shoot at shit and never on no Buddha shit
That knock-knock
And who is it? Am I really losing it? Maybe
Trapped in a white room with a dead baby
Am I going crazy? Is my name Casey?
Anthony, then the baby turns into an amputee
God damn I'm really losing my mind
Or should I end it all
Just by grabbing a nine? But, it's too easy
Demonz of my mind leave me leave me
Put me into isolation so you wouldn't see me
Free me from misery and un-easy
Pain, emotions from the crypt I gain
Yet another young brain slain, manedang!
He just lost consciousness
That's life when you live without consequence
Death over sixteen shots, his head is split
Dead
N64 Video (MV)
Performed By: Denzel Curry
Language: English
Written by: BRADLEY CHATMAN, DENZEL CURRY, NURI SABERIN
Denzel Curry - N64 Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
Delivery, I'm the bullet that killed Kennedy
Enemy, DITC, darkest symphony
Necro, f*ck around and let the TEC blow
Red beam to his noggin make
It look like techno
I told you, I don't even wanna be the best
Ho i'm the threat with Tourette's
Making motherf*ckers John Doe
Ricky Rozay, Aquarius Killa The Keyser Soze
Making a family cry together like the O'Jays
Back in the old days
I'm the one that's chosen
Thug from the 90's, I'm cryogenically frozen
Avenger, but yet I be the
Joker and the Riddler
With a mindset that's switched
Like Harvey Denture's dent
The Dark Knight, f*ck a Clark Kent
Martin Lawrence when he traveled back
In time with suspense
Suspended, animation when my brain reacts
Don't belong in this world
Like I'm Samurai Jack
Click Clack on the Glock, seventeen get me
Then put the Ghostface so we
Can empty the cream
Cash rules everything around me surrounding
The ditch where they dug
The darkness that's shrouding
Found me, Nemo, ego Kanyeezy
Bruh I'm from a city where
Niggas they con easy
Where they quick to pull that trigger
Never a squeegee
Then make it on the late night news, nigga
Good evening
"yeah, Mike, things are quite here now
At Miami, Carol City High School
But earlier today was quite the
Scene when nearly the entire
Student body walked out of
The school to protest
Trayvon Martin's murderer signs
In hand, chanting
"Justice for Trayvon" Now Trayvon
Actually went to school
Here at Carol City last year so some
Of these kids actually knew him personally
And they say "Hi!"s murderer
Should be behind bars
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
I'm Acid, fornicating with crack shit
Cheated with the virus that took
Over the life of Magic
Sharing a needle, with the common-slash-hobo
Sterilize with the spit that
Shoots from a Komodo
Dragon, gun chuck, fire, I'm blasting
Dope and sick, that shit is just a classic
Huh, that's a hit for you bastards
That's the shit for you bastards
I'm lugubrious because I'm from
A place where niggas
Shoot at shit and never on no Buddha shit
That knock-knock
And who is it? Am I really losing it? Maybe
Trapped in a white room with a dead baby
Am I going crazy? Is my name Casey?
Anthony, then the baby turns into an amputee
God damn I'm really losing my mind
Or should I end it all
Just by grabbing a nine? But, it's too easy
Demonz of my mind leave me leave me
Put me into isolation so you wouldn't see me
Free me from misery and un-easy
Pain, emotions from the crypt I gain
Yet another young brain slain, manedang!
He just lost consciousness
That's life when you live without consequence
Death over sixteen shots, his head is split
Dead
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
Delivery, I'm the bullet that killed Kennedy
Enemy, DITC, darkest symphony
Necro, f*ck around and let the TEC blow
Red beam to his noggin make
It look like techno
I told you, I don't even wanna be the best
Ho i'm the threat with Tourette's
Making motherf*ckers John Doe
Ricky Rozay, Aquarius Killa The Keyser Soze
Making a family cry together like the O'Jays
Back in the old days
I'm the one that's chosen
Thug from the 90's, I'm cryogenically frozen
Avenger, but yet I be the
Joker and the Riddler
With a mindset that's switched
Like Harvey Denture's dent
The Dark Knight, f*ck a Clark Kent
Martin Lawrence when he traveled back
In time with suspense
Suspended, animation when my brain reacts
Don't belong in this world
Like I'm Samurai Jack
Click Clack on the Glock, seventeen get me
Then put the Ghostface so we
Can empty the cream
Cash rules everything around me surrounding
The ditch where they dug
The darkness that's shrouding
Found me, Nemo, ego Kanyeezy
Bruh I'm from a city where
Niggas they con easy
Where they quick to pull that trigger
Never a squeegee
Then make it on the late night news, nigga
Good evening
"yeah, Mike, things are quite here now
At Miami, Carol City High School
But earlier today was quite the
Scene when nearly the entire
Student body walked out of
The school to protest
Trayvon Martin's murderer signs
In hand, chanting
"Justice for Trayvon" Now Trayvon
Actually went to school
Here at Carol City last year so some
Of these kids actually knew him personally
And they say "Hi!"s murderer
Should be behind bars
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac shit
One golden bullet to kill all
That faggot pop shit
I'm Acid, fornicating with crack shit
Cheated with the virus that took
Over the life of Magic
Sharing a needle, with the common-slash-hobo
Sterilize with the spit that
Shoots from a Komodo
Dragon, gun chuck, fire, I'm blasting
Dope and sick, that shit is just a classic
Huh, that's a hit for you bastards
That's the shit for you bastards
I'm lugubrious because I'm from
A place where niggas
Shoot at shit and never on no Buddha shit
That knock-knock
And who is it? Am I really losing it? Maybe
Trapped in a white room with a dead baby
Am I going crazy? Is my name Casey?
Anthony, then the baby turns into an amputee
God damn I'm really losing my mind
Or should I end it all
Just by grabbing a nine? But, it's too easy
Demonz of my mind leave me leave me
Put me into isolation so you wouldn't see me
Free me from misery and un-easy
Pain, emotions from the crypt I gain
Yet another young brain slain, manedang!
He just lost consciousness
That's life when you live without consequence
Death over sixteen shots, his head is split
Dead
Writer: BRADLEY CHATMAN, DENZEL CURRY, NURI SABERIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.