Godzilla by Konan Doyle Lyrics
I just don't know how he does it
How's he keep it coming ?
How's he stay a hundred on a track but isn't running?
Give a chick a hundred, meet her, dash
Now we getting blunted
Now that's how you fuck and chuck it
Nah, my chickens always clucking
What the fuck's he talking ‘bout?
I'm making cocky sounds
Hence the chicken line, play it back
Do you copy now?
A narcissist, had no pot to piss in
Had to work to earn my vision
Had to stop and listen, not specific to the options given
He’s hot and gifted? How’s he got them bitches ?
I walk and talk like god has risen, fuck Catholicism, all religion can abolish
Is it so hard to believe
I’m the prophecy?
I’ll be da god in rap, rappin gotta be ill
Still, how’s he got that speed?
I mean honestly
Always dropping hеat
Is it odd to see Konan on his odyssey?
I’m just try’na ride the wavе ‘til they send me off to sea (‘til they send me off to sea)
And over seas
Go to sleep in hotel suites
I’m hoping to be on the totem at least
Aim for the throat when I go for elites
Do you not know what that means?
Guess he's just a lunatic
News is in, the newest kid is howling at the moon and shit
Animal, human limbs
Beast mode, chew and spit
Rap was always great until these motherfuckers ruined it
You know the real loser is the guys who run the music biz
Signing all these hooligans who couldn't spit as good as this
The throne is mine, fuck who the ruler is
They say that money talks, that's a language that I'm fluent in
Die to reach my dreams, crazier than Freddy Krueger is
Always bring the big rounds, I ain't talking hooters tits
Fuck the other guys, its a lion vs. a tuna fish
If you don't get that line, then it's time to watch some movies, kid
Rapping fast and furious, might as well be ludacris
Always got the drive for some money, that's an uber/lift
Ain't nobody cloning Konan, you won’t see a duplicate
The best you'll ever hear, fuck the haters and their foolishness
How's he keep it coming ?
How's he stay a hundred on a track but isn't running?
Give a chick a hundred, meet her, dash
Now we getting blunted
Now that's how you fuck and chuck it
Nah, my chickens always clucking
What the fuck's he talking ‘bout?
I'm making cocky sounds
Hence the chicken line, play it back
Do you copy now?
A narcissist, had no pot to piss in
Had to work to earn my vision
Had to stop and listen, not specific to the options given
He’s hot and gifted? How’s he got them bitches ?
I walk and talk like god has risen, fuck Catholicism, all religion can abolish
Is it so hard to believe
I’m the prophecy?
I’ll be da god in rap, rappin gotta be ill
Still, how’s he got that speed?
I mean honestly
Always dropping hеat
Is it odd to see Konan on his odyssey?
I’m just try’na ride the wavе ‘til they send me off to sea (‘til they send me off to sea)
And over seas
Go to sleep in hotel suites
I’m hoping to be on the totem at least
Aim for the throat when I go for elites
Do you not know what that means?
Guess he's just a lunatic
News is in, the newest kid is howling at the moon and shit
Animal, human limbs
Beast mode, chew and spit
Rap was always great until these motherfuckers ruined it
You know the real loser is the guys who run the music biz
Signing all these hooligans who couldn't spit as good as this
The throne is mine, fuck who the ruler is
They say that money talks, that's a language that I'm fluent in
Die to reach my dreams, crazier than Freddy Krueger is
Always bring the big rounds, I ain't talking hooters tits
Fuck the other guys, its a lion vs. a tuna fish
If you don't get that line, then it's time to watch some movies, kid
Rapping fast and furious, might as well be ludacris
Always got the drive for some money, that's an uber/lift
Ain't nobody cloning Konan, you won’t see a duplicate
The best you'll ever hear, fuck the haters and their foolishness