Niggas playing keeper
I started out as a seeker
F*cking rookie dodging beaters and bleeders
Aiming quaffles for your noggin, should you boo from the bleachers
Kick my throttle, zoom my broom
And sweep your room for your sneakers
I took my posse hunting
Now my niggas all eaters
Can't you hear our deathly air as we blare through your speakers
Of course I'm f*cking armed
Should you remind me of Peter
And start snitching
You might just end up missing a finger
I'm the motherf*cking Dark Lord
Wielder of a bark sword; my artform
I've a several severed soul from hitting numbers on a dartboard
Through sharp thorns, niggas always stretching to see me
Worm-tailing and flexing, 'til I'm fetching Nagini
And dark storms someday will maybe make me a lily
Just like marauding 'round the map will maybe make me a penny, aplenty
I'm bringing reason with the seasons
And dreaming 'bout the day these f*cking muggles quit reaching
You'd best put down your hands when I am publicly speaking
And not forget about the riddles found in Albus' teachings
Believe me, should I be beaten in my artform
Then I'll begin to wonder what this war was really fought for
Nubby nose, severed souls from hitting numbers on a dartboard
Yo, let me hear that back
Toni - Marauder's Rap Lyrics
Toni - Marauder's Rap Lyrics
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Niggas playing keeper
I started out as a seeker
F*cking rookie dodging beaters and bleeders
Aiming quaffles for your noggin, should you boo from the bleachers
Kick my throttle, zoom my broom
And sweep your room for your sneakers
I took my posse hunting
Now my niggas all eaters
Can't you hear our deathly air as we blare through your speakers
Of course I'm f*cking armed
Should you remind me of Peter
And start snitching
You might just end up missing a finger
I'm the motherf*cking Dark Lord
Wielder of a bark sword; my artform
I've a several severed soul from hitting numbers on a dartboard
Through sharp thorns, niggas always stretching to see me
Worm-tailing and flexing, 'til I'm fetching Nagini
And dark storms someday will maybe make me a lily
Just like marauding 'round the map will maybe make me a penny, aplenty
I'm bringing reason with the seasons
And dreaming 'bout the day these f*cking muggles quit reaching
You'd best put down your hands when I am publicly speaking
And not forget about the riddles found in Albus' teachings
Believe me, should I be beaten in my artform
Then I'll begin to wonder what this war was really fought for
Nubby nose, severed souls from hitting numbers on a dartboard
Yo, let me hear that back
I started out as a seeker
F*cking rookie dodging beaters and bleeders
Aiming quaffles for your noggin, should you boo from the bleachers
Kick my throttle, zoom my broom
And sweep your room for your sneakers
I took my posse hunting
Now my niggas all eaters
Can't you hear our deathly air as we blare through your speakers
Of course I'm f*cking armed
Should you remind me of Peter
And start snitching
You might just end up missing a finger
I'm the motherf*cking Dark Lord
Wielder of a bark sword; my artform
I've a several severed soul from hitting numbers on a dartboard
Through sharp thorns, niggas always stretching to see me
Worm-tailing and flexing, 'til I'm fetching Nagini
And dark storms someday will maybe make me a lily
Just like marauding 'round the map will maybe make me a penny, aplenty
I'm bringing reason with the seasons
And dreaming 'bout the day these f*cking muggles quit reaching
You'd best put down your hands when I am publicly speaking
And not forget about the riddles found in Albus' teachings
Believe me, should I be beaten in my artform
Then I'll begin to wonder what this war was really fought for
Nubby nose, severed souls from hitting numbers on a dartboard
Yo, let me hear that back
Writer: Jahvon Gwin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid