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Music To Be Murdered By

Godzilla (Feat. Juice WRLD)

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Ugh you're a monster
I can swallow a bottle of alcohol
and I'll feel like Godzilla
Better hit the deck
like the card dealer
My whole squad's in here
Walking around the party
A cross between a zombie apocalypse
and big Bobby
The Brain
Heenan which is probably the
Same reason I wrestle with mania
Shady's in this bitch
I'm posse'd up
Consider it to cross me
a costly mistake
If they sleepin' on me
The hoes better get insomnia
ADHD hydroxycut
Pass the Courvoisi'
Hey hey
In AA with an AK melee
finna set it like a playdate
Better vacate
Retreat like a vacay mayday
This beat is cray-cray Ray J
H A H A H A
Laughing all the way to the bank
I spray flames
They cannot tame or placate the
Monster
You get in my way
I'ma feed you to the monster
Yeah
I'm normal during the day
But at night turn to a monster
Yeah
When the moon shines
Like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain outta
those blockbusters
Godzilla
Fire spitter monster
Blood on the dance floor
and on the Louis V carpet
Fire Godzilla
Fire monster
Blood on the dance floor
and on the Louis V carpet
I'm just a product of Slick Rick
and Onyx told 'em lick the balls
Had 'em just appalled
at so many things
that pissed 'em off
It's impossible to list 'em all
And in the midst of all this
I'm in a mental hospital
with a crystal ball
Tryna see
Will I still be like this tomorrow
Risperdal
Voices whisper
My fist is balled back up
against the wall
Pencil drawn
This is just the song
to go ballistic on
You just pulled a pistol
on the guy
with the missile launcher
I'm just a Loch Ness
The mythological
Quick to tell a bitch screw off
like a fifth of Vodka
When you twist the top
of the bottle
I'm a Monster
You get in my way
I'ma feed you to the monster
Yeah
I'm normal during the day
But at night turn to a monster
Yeah
When the moon shines
like Ice Road Truckers
I look like a villain outta
those blockbusters
Godzilla
Fire spitter monster
Blood on the dance floor
and on the Louis V carpet
Fire Godzilla
Fire monster
Blood on the dance floor
and on the Louis V carpet
If you never gave a damn
Raise your hand
'Cause I'm about to set trip
Vacation plans
I'm on point like my index is
So all you will ever get is
The motherfuckin' finger
Finger
Prostate exam
'Xam
How can I have all these fans
and perspire
Like a liar's pants
I'm on fire
And I got no plans to retire
and I'm still the man you admire
These chicks are spazzin' out
I only get more handsome
and flier
I got 'em passin' out
like what you do
when you hand someone flyers
And what goes around
comes around just like the blades
on a chainsaw
'Cause I caught the flap
of my dollar stack right off
the bat like a baseball
Like Kid Ink bitch
I got them racks
with so much ease
that they call me Diddy
'Cause I make bands
and I call getting cheese a cakewalk
Cheesecake yeah
Bitch I'm a player
I'm too motherfuckin'
stingy for Cher
Won't even lend you an ear
Ain't even pretending to care
But I tell a bitch I'll marry her
if she'll bury her
Face on my genital area
the original Richard Ramirez
Christian Rivera
'Cause my lyrics never sit well
So they wanna give me the chair
Like a paraplegic
and it's scary
Call it Harry Caray
'Cause every Tom and Dick
and Harry carry a Merriam
motherfuckin' dictionary
Got 'em swearing up and down
they can spit
This shit's hilarious
It's time to put these bitches
in the obituary column
We wouldn't see eye to eye
with a staring problem
Get the shaft like a steering column
Mark Jack
Trigger happy
Pack heat but it's black ink
Evil half of the Bad Meets
Evil that means take a back seat
Take it back to Fat Petes
with a maxi single
Look at my rap sheets
What attracts these people
Is my gangster bitch
Like Apache with a catchy jingle
I stack chips
you barely got a half-eaten Cheeto
Fill 'em with the venom
and eliminate 'em
Other words
I Minute Maid 'em
I don't want to hurt 'em
But I did 'em in a fit of rage
I'm murderin' again
nobody will evade him
Finna kill 'em and dump
all the fuckin' bodies in the lake
Obliterating everything
Incinerate and renegade 'em
And I make anybody
who want it with the pen afraid
But don't nobody want it
But they're gonna get it anyway
'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like
I'm mentally ill
I'm Attila kill or be killed
I'm a killer bee the vanilla gorilla
You're bringin' the killer
within me out of me
You don't want to be the enemy
of the demon who went in me
And be on the receiving end of me
What stupidity it'd be
Every bit of me's the epitome
of a spitter
When I'm in the vicinity
Motherfucker you better duck
Or you finna be dead the minute
you run into me
A hundred percent of you is
a fifth of a percent of me
I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you
Bitch I'm unfadable
You wanna battle
I'm available
I'm blowin' up like an inflatable
I'm undebatable
I'm unavoidable
I'm unevadable
I'm on the toilet bowl
I got a trailer full of money
and I'm paid in full
I'm not afraid to pull the
Man stop
Look what I'm plannin' haha