Beelzebub by Michael Angelo Cacal Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Running all, running all, running all night
Sit the fuck down man I'm running for the crown
Everybody knows I'm the king of this town
Girl let your hair down, like Rapunzel
Frown, down, town, ass up, face down
Now watch me wreck the flow
Man I'm an animal
Built this shit up in my studio
Don't fuck with me it's illogical
Brain incomparable, letting you know
You're unbearable
Hop off my testicles
Lick off my dick like its icicle
Ride on my dick like its bicycle
I'm in the booth like a cannibal
They say I'm fashionable
This is just casual
That shit is classical
And as you can see ...
I'm making my way up to
Get heard on the radio!
Uh, be thankful to God
The year '17
Is the year we can shine
Blowing up so fast
I got money on my mind
Cuz brain's on high
Bling so bright
Flow so right
Honey looking tight
Can't trust none of these hoes
I gotta maintain
Y'all ready know
I got caught in the rain
[Verse 2]
Don't give a fuck, what you saying
You think I be playing
Go through your hood, slaying, and spraying
Search my name up and
It converts into Satan
Love it or hate it
Sorry, not sorry I’m blatant
Is it a fact or a statement
Still spitting raw in my basement
I kept you waiting for a year, man
Did you get fucking impatient?
(YEAH)
Get on my level
Get on my level Bitch
Now get on my level
Running all, running all, running all night
Sit the fuck down man I'm running for the crown
Everybody knows I'm the king of this town
Girl let your hair down, like Rapunzel
Frown, down, town, ass up, face down
Now watch me wreck the flow
Man I'm an animal
Built this shit up in my studio
Don't fuck with me it's illogical
Brain incomparable, letting you know
You're unbearable
Hop off my testicles
Lick off my dick like its icicle
Ride on my dick like its bicycle
I'm in the booth like a cannibal
They say I'm fashionable
This is just casual
That shit is classical
And as you can see ...
I'm making my way up to
Get heard on the radio!
Uh, be thankful to God
The year '17
Is the year we can shine
Blowing up so fast
I got money on my mind
Cuz brain's on high
Bling so bright
Flow so right
Honey looking tight
Can't trust none of these hoes
I gotta maintain
Y'all ready know
I got caught in the rain
[Verse 2]
Don't give a fuck, what you saying
You think I be playing
Go through your hood, slaying, and spraying
Search my name up and
It converts into Satan
Love it or hate it
Sorry, not sorry I’m blatant
Is it a fact or a statement
Still spitting raw in my basement
I kept you waiting for a year, man
Did you get fucking impatient?
(YEAH)
Get on my level
Get on my level Bitch
Now get on my level