Return of the Goat by Ed Blackburn Lyrics
[Chorus: Ed Blackburn]
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
And bro, it’s your turn to get boned
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
So bro, it’s your turn to get boned
[Verse 1: Ed Blackburn]
Will
Let’s be honest your bars on the song flaked
Is that all it takes, man you’re gonna get lyrically raped
Pulling out, cum on your face
I’m pulling up ready, embraced
In a whip that I’ll break
Catching a case for engraving
“watch this space” on an instagram page
Insane, ever since 3 foot 8
Ever since the demons came out when I got laced
Foot on my spade as I pray
Pray to the floor where I'm digging your grave
Surrounded by clay with your body in a crate
I’m brave. Looks like you got here too late
Too late to save, ah damn what a shame
But I’ll make you shake by creating an earthquake
Why bother going to gym when ginger hair on your lips just makes you look gross
Bordering your Jewish nose, don’t reply man you’ll probably choke
‘cause with fire comes smoke and it results in scorched Ukrainian bones
Sorry Fedezcko, but your edibles slapped I won’t lie to you bro
[Verse 2: Ed Blackburn]
Craig
Like your surname I’ve got the green light to go ahead on this bitch
Look at the size of that forehead, even a satellite dish would fit
Red light green light, red light green light, I’m playing games squid
And you know I’m killing you all and winning like 4-5-6
A gym lad too but oh so weak when it comes to spitting bars
I’m hitting hard. The second time I've killed you, blood shadow is the staining path
You’re gonna need a gun to take me, I’ve said in the past, but now I’m back with armour
Made from steel with the vision of eagles so now I’m going in harder
Looking like The Carters with a brass vase
And faster even when I’m in car park doing donuts in the dark
Four carlings deep and a seat from the bar
I'm taking it back like your hairline
Taking it back to the very first time you prayed on another goat
Man you’re gonna choke on a bloke with a black rope tied around your throat
While you’re thinking
[Chorus: Ed Blackburn]
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
And bro, it’s your turn to get boned
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
So bro, it’s your turn to get boned
[Verse 3: Ed Blackburn]
Joe
You’re a midget, a spaz
Got a small dick just itching for a drag
I guess that’s why you live in the crack of Will, begging for a gram
Go to rehab cause you’re looking kinda clapped, damn
I’ve never spat a bar that’s bad
You’ve never spat a bar that’s slapped
Only time you’ve slapped is on another man’s ass, it’s mad
The only things coming out my closet are my kevlar shoes and you
True, perfect fire when I step in the booth
Perfect lines when I’m writing to take down your crew
Losing you like McCan was your voodoo
Using you as victim of lyrical jiujitsu
When I send in the troops then they begin to shoot
And I’m using it as proof that
I can go four for four no cap
That’s four bars I write for the beat from scratch
I’ve taken time away from this disstrack
But don’t doubt me, ‘cause the goat is back
Just like I never left, you’re irrelevant
It’s evident I’m heaven sent, but even though malevolent
I’m killing everybody single handed with my elements
Then double checking with all the troops from my regiment
[Verse 4: Ed Blackburn]
Josh
The last time you spat a good bar was like when you had sex
It’s been years
Oh deary me, I'm producing tears
Hotshark, I’ve got the spear
You’re not fast when I’ve got a beer
Straight for your ears, you living in fear
Hunting all these pussies, running like deer
I used to think you were family, now you’re getting rushed
Easy like sluts, easy like I when take dubs(W)
Now you’re getting fucked, like what my dad does to your mum
Oh shit, you better get running
This ain’t the outcome that you wanted
Bring your whole team is what I’m humming
And just like a rapist, I’m coming
Unlike you when you’ve got that tinder
Now you’ve been hindered, now you’ve been winded
I'm under your skin like a splinter, step-bro I’m coming to you and it’s cold like the winter
Take your last breath ‘cause I swept the deck
You’re inept and dead, I’d give it an extra step
But I’ve left you there lying next to ted
So you can get it in your head that
[Chorus: Ed Blackburn]
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
And bro, it’s your turn to get boned
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
So bro, it’s your turn to get boned
[Outro: Ed Blackburn]
I’m fucking you kids, gonna call me priest. Peak
Running round on the streets, ‘til I see all four of you neeks
Looking to me “oh daddy please” on your knees
Take the black rope that craig had, tie-ing all of your hands to your feet
Cum on your teeth, make you bleed. Mix it with the cum then make you drink it for me
So don’t question the god when he steps up, up to the mic
Levitating up the podium, even though I'm white
"LEG" tattoo near the floor to show where I started the climb
Yo I wanna hear your reply
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
And bro, it’s your turn to get boned
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
So bro, it’s your turn to get boned
[Verse 1: Ed Blackburn]
Will
Let’s be honest your bars on the song flaked
Is that all it takes, man you’re gonna get lyrically raped
Pulling out, cum on your face
I’m pulling up ready, embraced
In a whip that I’ll break
Catching a case for engraving
“watch this space” on an instagram page
Insane, ever since 3 foot 8
Ever since the demons came out when I got laced
Foot on my spade as I pray
Pray to the floor where I'm digging your grave
Surrounded by clay with your body in a crate
I’m brave. Looks like you got here too late
Too late to save, ah damn what a shame
But I’ll make you shake by creating an earthquake
Why bother going to gym when ginger hair on your lips just makes you look gross
Bordering your Jewish nose, don’t reply man you’ll probably choke
‘cause with fire comes smoke and it results in scorched Ukrainian bones
Sorry Fedezcko, but your edibles slapped I won’t lie to you bro
[Verse 2: Ed Blackburn]
Craig
Like your surname I’ve got the green light to go ahead on this bitch
Look at the size of that forehead, even a satellite dish would fit
Red light green light, red light green light, I’m playing games squid
And you know I’m killing you all and winning like 4-5-6
A gym lad too but oh so weak when it comes to spitting bars
I’m hitting hard. The second time I've killed you, blood shadow is the staining path
You’re gonna need a gun to take me, I’ve said in the past, but now I’m back with armour
Made from steel with the vision of eagles so now I’m going in harder
Looking like The Carters with a brass vase
And faster even when I’m in car park doing donuts in the dark
Four carlings deep and a seat from the bar
I'm taking it back like your hairline
Taking it back to the very first time you prayed on another goat
Man you’re gonna choke on a bloke with a black rope tied around your throat
While you’re thinking
[Chorus: Ed Blackburn]
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
And bro, it’s your turn to get boned
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
So bro, it’s your turn to get boned
[Verse 3: Ed Blackburn]
Joe
You’re a midget, a spaz
Got a small dick just itching for a drag
I guess that’s why you live in the crack of Will, begging for a gram
Go to rehab cause you’re looking kinda clapped, damn
I’ve never spat a bar that’s bad
You’ve never spat a bar that’s slapped
Only time you’ve slapped is on another man’s ass, it’s mad
The only things coming out my closet are my kevlar shoes and you
True, perfect fire when I step in the booth
Perfect lines when I’m writing to take down your crew
Losing you like McCan was your voodoo
Using you as victim of lyrical jiujitsu
When I send in the troops then they begin to shoot
And I’m using it as proof that
I can go four for four no cap
That’s four bars I write for the beat from scratch
I’ve taken time away from this disstrack
But don’t doubt me, ‘cause the goat is back
Just like I never left, you’re irrelevant
It’s evident I’m heaven sent, but even though malevolent
I’m killing everybody single handed with my elements
Then double checking with all the troops from my regiment
[Verse 4: Ed Blackburn]
Josh
The last time you spat a good bar was like when you had sex
It’s been years
Oh deary me, I'm producing tears
Hotshark, I’ve got the spear
You’re not fast when I’ve got a beer
Straight for your ears, you living in fear
Hunting all these pussies, running like deer
I used to think you were family, now you’re getting rushed
Easy like sluts, easy like I when take dubs(W)
Now you’re getting fucked, like what my dad does to your mum
Oh shit, you better get running
This ain’t the outcome that you wanted
Bring your whole team is what I’m humming
And just like a rapist, I’m coming
Unlike you when you’ve got that tinder
Now you’ve been hindered, now you’ve been winded
I'm under your skin like a splinter, step-bro I’m coming to you and it’s cold like the winter
Take your last breath ‘cause I swept the deck
You’re inept and dead, I’d give it an extra step
But I’ve left you there lying next to ted
So you can get it in your head that
[Chorus: Ed Blackburn]
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
And bro, it’s your turn to get boned
Yeah, it’s the return of the goat
I’m up here and I’m burning a roach
Taking bitches one by one
So bro, it’s your turn to get boned
[Outro: Ed Blackburn]
I’m fucking you kids, gonna call me priest. Peak
Running round on the streets, ‘til I see all four of you neeks
Looking to me “oh daddy please” on your knees
Take the black rope that craig had, tie-ing all of your hands to your feet
Cum on your teeth, make you bleed. Mix it with the cum then make you drink it for me
So don’t question the god when he steps up, up to the mic
Levitating up the podium, even though I'm white
"LEG" tattoo near the floor to show where I started the climb
Yo I wanna hear your reply