SEX SCENE DEMO 2013 by Kill Bill: The Rapper Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I got that phonk in my mental state
Grass in my pipe, beef and mash on my dinner plate
Bricks on the boards, spazzing to innovate
Never bending backwards for you bastards to imitate
Fascism syndicates
Fashion; it been the place
Cool side switch like the back of a pillow case
Not tripping, just stating opinions man
I'm so high, I got a face full of ceiling fan
God damn, I smoke good weed
I can't name the fuckin' places that it took me
Synesthesia like a firework show
Yeah I spit a verse, I got to get higher first though
I admire Kurt Blow, these are the breaks man
She like to skateboard, jam Weezer and faceplant
Dance hall juke, coke in her nose and shit
Part the fuckin' club wide open as Moses did
[Chorus]
Yeah, you can notice I'm fire
I won't stop spittin' till the globe is on fire
So, so, you can notice I'm fire
I won't stop spittin' till the globe is on fire
Yuh, yuh, you can notice I'm fire
I won't stop spittin' till the globe is on fire
So, so, you can notice I'm fire
I won't stop spittin', stop spittin', stop spittin'
[Verse 2]
I'm flow ferocious, black scale hoodie on
Bangin' on my 90s shit, listenin' to Goodie Mob
Purple drank pou' up, Urkel stank blo' up
Everybody bullshit, I merc a fake Sosa
She loca, diamond on her footwear
She likes kids with tight rhymes and havin' good hair
Blue hair dye runnin' down her temple
Head game stupid, dumbin' down her mental
Never dumbin' down my pencil, keep up dumbies
Takin' rappers spots like I'm takin' lunch money
Jackin' some' from me, you can get punched dumby
Spittin' lines at your face, fuck your time and your place
Bitch I'm high, that's my usual mind state
Name another rapper this zooted that rhymes great
Straight beastin' like a room full of primates
And all I got to say is that you're new to my mind-spuh fuck
I got that phonk in my mental state
Grass in my pipe, beef and mash on my dinner plate
Bricks on the boards, spazzing to innovate
Never bending backwards for you bastards to imitate
Fascism syndicates
Fashion; it been the place
Cool side switch like the back of a pillow case
Not tripping, just stating opinions man
I'm so high, I got a face full of ceiling fan
God damn, I smoke good weed
I can't name the fuckin' places that it took me
Synesthesia like a firework show
Yeah I spit a verse, I got to get higher first though
I admire Kurt Blow, these are the breaks man
She like to skateboard, jam Weezer and faceplant
Dance hall juke, coke in her nose and shit
Part the fuckin' club wide open as Moses did
[Chorus]
Yeah, you can notice I'm fire
I won't stop spittin' till the globe is on fire
So, so, you can notice I'm fire
I won't stop spittin' till the globe is on fire
Yuh, yuh, you can notice I'm fire
I won't stop spittin' till the globe is on fire
So, so, you can notice I'm fire
I won't stop spittin', stop spittin', stop spittin'
[Verse 2]
I'm flow ferocious, black scale hoodie on
Bangin' on my 90s shit, listenin' to Goodie Mob
Purple drank pou' up, Urkel stank blo' up
Everybody bullshit, I merc a fake Sosa
She loca, diamond on her footwear
She likes kids with tight rhymes and havin' good hair
Blue hair dye runnin' down her temple
Head game stupid, dumbin' down her mental
Never dumbin' down my pencil, keep up dumbies
Takin' rappers spots like I'm takin' lunch money
Jackin' some' from me, you can get punched dumby
Spittin' lines at your face, fuck your time and your place
Bitch I'm high, that's my usual mind state
Name another rapper this zooted that rhymes great
Straight beastin' like a room full of primates
And all I got to say is that you're new to my mind-spuh fuck