People think this isn't art
But i was spitting from the start
Putting together moz art
On the titanic
Don't panic
Can't plan it
I'm stone cold at 3;16
F*ck the pussy stunner
Then i slam it
Uhhh
Mysterious
Upchuck and get delirious
Pens a rifle
Hunting idols
Micheal Myers
Bitch I'm primal
Bodies in my trunk bitch
Niggas in the cut bitch
You want the fade then wassup bitch
Line you up with a swift kick
Nobody check the dead man
Coming for your head man
I really bring bars
Collecting souls in a jar
Don't overlook the scars
Riding with no handle bars
The black insomniac
Issa snack
Black don't crack
All ya'll niggas whack
Put him on a shelf in a shack
Let a real nigga in
I want a plaque
For this track
All my syllables is ill
Come and cop a feel
Unless you're gonna pop another pill
Dn_mon$ter - Trippy Art Lyrics
Dn_mon$ter - Trippy Art Lyrics
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People think this isn't art
But i was spitting from the start
Putting together moz art
On the titanic
Don't panic
Can't plan it
I'm stone cold at 3;16
F*ck the pussy stunner
Then i slam it
Uhhh
Mysterious
Upchuck and get delirious
Pens a rifle
Hunting idols
Micheal Myers
Bitch I'm primal
Bodies in my trunk bitch
Niggas in the cut bitch
You want the fade then wassup bitch
Line you up with a swift kick
Nobody check the dead man
Coming for your head man
I really bring bars
Collecting souls in a jar
Don't overlook the scars
Riding with no handle bars
The black insomniac
Issa snack
Black don't crack
All ya'll niggas whack
Put him on a shelf in a shack
Let a real nigga in
I want a plaque
For this track
All my syllables is ill
Come and cop a feel
Unless you're gonna pop another pill
But i was spitting from the start
Putting together moz art
On the titanic
Don't panic
Can't plan it
I'm stone cold at 3;16
F*ck the pussy stunner
Then i slam it
Uhhh
Mysterious
Upchuck and get delirious
Pens a rifle
Hunting idols
Micheal Myers
Bitch I'm primal
Bodies in my trunk bitch
Niggas in the cut bitch
You want the fade then wassup bitch
Line you up with a swift kick
Nobody check the dead man
Coming for your head man
I really bring bars
Collecting souls in a jar
Don't overlook the scars
Riding with no handle bars
The black insomniac
Issa snack
Black don't crack
All ya'll niggas whack
Put him on a shelf in a shack
Let a real nigga in
I want a plaque
For this track
All my syllables is ill
Come and cop a feel
Unless you're gonna pop another pill
Writer: Randall Benson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid