Bubonic by Thxxry Lyrics
I'm the rap rhyme ambassador
Snap crackle and pop ya with spectacular modules attached to a flying saucer
I'm fly and I'm fuckin awesome
In August I brawl a possum and fry him and stir the sauces
So who the boss is
Night Crawler comics a big lighter and vomit I'm sick
I might want to inflict a knife on em
I'm quick, you can't catch it
I flip the candescent you trick
I scan deserts with this in all weather
I'm lit wit brocheddar and shit
So come get it you bitch
I might be on a trip like Heath Ledger
So push me off the building and take whatever's left
Ima break you motherfuckers and shake the concept
I'm just waitin on the rapture
Thinkin bout my casket
Gettin close to it but I just can't grasp it
Hop skip jump and a sip from pandemonium
All up on my dick better get some petroleum
Smack dab in the thick of a pit of solace
These little critics are ticks I piss on em
I'm the illest with this so who want it
We be the return of the plague it's Bubonic (x2)
Crawling through the catacomb
Dragging on a bag of bones
Thought you said you wanna see a monster
Subtle move flick of the wrist the swift chancellor
Wait till I'm reincarnated with six antlers
Alcoholic wasteland stoned watchin Space Jam
DVD dusted up you won't touch me
Whiskey in the jar-o
Shout to Captain Farrell I'm ghost
Y'all be doin the most, I drain marrow
Slick Casanova, heavy on the shit scale
Put it in a box let it rot then I inhale
I walk planets, I stalk mammoths
It's hard to kill em when you only got an arrow
I'm hot, they won't listen
I'm not your roast chicken
I'm coke, the hoes sniff it and smoke
Let's get it I'm dope
We cut rappers in half and keep movin
So keep movin, you can see that I see through ya
Smack dab in the thick of a pit of solace
These little critics are ticks I piss on em
I'm the illest with this so who want it
We be the return of the plague it's Bubonic (x2)
Snap crackle and pop ya with spectacular modules attached to a flying saucer
I'm fly and I'm fuckin awesome
In August I brawl a possum and fry him and stir the sauces
So who the boss is
Night Crawler comics a big lighter and vomit I'm sick
I might want to inflict a knife on em
I'm quick, you can't catch it
I flip the candescent you trick
I scan deserts with this in all weather
I'm lit wit brocheddar and shit
So come get it you bitch
I might be on a trip like Heath Ledger
So push me off the building and take whatever's left
Ima break you motherfuckers and shake the concept
I'm just waitin on the rapture
Thinkin bout my casket
Gettin close to it but I just can't grasp it
Hop skip jump and a sip from pandemonium
All up on my dick better get some petroleum
Smack dab in the thick of a pit of solace
These little critics are ticks I piss on em
I'm the illest with this so who want it
We be the return of the plague it's Bubonic (x2)
Crawling through the catacomb
Dragging on a bag of bones
Thought you said you wanna see a monster
Subtle move flick of the wrist the swift chancellor
Wait till I'm reincarnated with six antlers
Alcoholic wasteland stoned watchin Space Jam
DVD dusted up you won't touch me
Whiskey in the jar-o
Shout to Captain Farrell I'm ghost
Y'all be doin the most, I drain marrow
Slick Casanova, heavy on the shit scale
Put it in a box let it rot then I inhale
I walk planets, I stalk mammoths
It's hard to kill em when you only got an arrow
I'm hot, they won't listen
I'm not your roast chicken
I'm coke, the hoes sniff it and smoke
Let's get it I'm dope
We cut rappers in half and keep movin
So keep movin, you can see that I see through ya
Smack dab in the thick of a pit of solace
These little critics are ticks I piss on em
I'm the illest with this so who want it
We be the return of the plague it's Bubonic (x2)