Demigod Talk by King Fantastic Lyrics
I ain’t with the tough shit, bucko
Everybody a rider moving with muscle
Everybody with the smoke i guess
All y’all ni**as fucking lunks god bless
See me, I’m just a old player
Don’t measure depth but i got seven layers
In certain times was called a soothsayer
I smell yo pussy I got no cares
You see how i slide my ni**a
Empty seat by my side my ni**a
Solo ain’t an issue
Theres ten of y’all, I’ll kill ya buddy if i miss you
And I’ma beat the case
Might do a little time if I did it in broad day
And to me thats okay
So my answer is whatever to whatever you finna say
I’m still a god, evеn in a room full of atheists
I’m still a god, even in a room full of athеists
Its all love, even if you motherfuckin’ hate me, bitch
I’m the way, even if you motherfuckin’ hate this shit
My ni**a im all gold, betta scramble for cover
I’m inclined to do the other, back to back with my brother
Born bare knuckle brawlers never born no lovers
When you beat the odds, ya only competition each other
Treasures an eternal thing, it’s a bitch to discover
Spitting image of my papa ass set to my mother
Penthouse prince left his gold mind in the gutter
Get your potato smashed, chopped, scattered, and smothered
Keep my Chucks in ya ass, that’s why they call me a shoe-in
Demolish the prosperity, the city in ruins
Warlock over the cauldron, catch a whiff what I’m brewin’
Pray theres no beef on this fuckin fat that we’re chewin’
Ya faculty, hawing and hooing
Prickly path you’re pursuing
Perfect directions for losing
Ni**a im cruising
Press play and I’m snoozin’
It’s all me, no choosin’
On a mission for bruisin’, the blue collar solution
I’m servin ni**as past, present, pause on the bible
Sucka salute my arrival or become my rival, motherfucker
I’m still a god, even in a room full of atheists
I’m still a god, even in a room full of atheists
Its all love, even if you motherfuckin’ hate me, bitch
I’m the way, even if you motherfuckin’ hate this shit
Everybody a rider moving with muscle
Everybody with the smoke i guess
All y’all ni**as fucking lunks god bless
See me, I’m just a old player
Don’t measure depth but i got seven layers
In certain times was called a soothsayer
I smell yo pussy I got no cares
You see how i slide my ni**a
Empty seat by my side my ni**a
Solo ain’t an issue
Theres ten of y’all, I’ll kill ya buddy if i miss you
And I’ma beat the case
Might do a little time if I did it in broad day
And to me thats okay
So my answer is whatever to whatever you finna say
I’m still a god, evеn in a room full of atheists
I’m still a god, even in a room full of athеists
Its all love, even if you motherfuckin’ hate me, bitch
I’m the way, even if you motherfuckin’ hate this shit
My ni**a im all gold, betta scramble for cover
I’m inclined to do the other, back to back with my brother
Born bare knuckle brawlers never born no lovers
When you beat the odds, ya only competition each other
Treasures an eternal thing, it’s a bitch to discover
Spitting image of my papa ass set to my mother
Penthouse prince left his gold mind in the gutter
Get your potato smashed, chopped, scattered, and smothered
Keep my Chucks in ya ass, that’s why they call me a shoe-in
Demolish the prosperity, the city in ruins
Warlock over the cauldron, catch a whiff what I’m brewin’
Pray theres no beef on this fuckin fat that we’re chewin’
Ya faculty, hawing and hooing
Prickly path you’re pursuing
Perfect directions for losing
Ni**a im cruising
Press play and I’m snoozin’
It’s all me, no choosin’
On a mission for bruisin’, the blue collar solution
I’m servin ni**as past, present, pause on the bible
Sucka salute my arrival or become my rival, motherfucker
I’m still a god, even in a room full of atheists
I’m still a god, even in a room full of atheists
Its all love, even if you motherfuckin’ hate me, bitch
I’m the way, even if you motherfuckin’ hate this shit