Bad News by Will and The Mix Lyrics
[Hook: Will and The Mix]
Bad News, bad news
Bad News, bad news
Bad News, bad news
Bad News
[Verse 1: Will and The Mix]
Strolling into your bedroom and ripping your bollocks off
Then I'm burning the place down with a fucking Molotov
Homemade holocaust, get cholera and cough
Releasing hounds on you fuckers, I rip the collars off
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who's the baddest of them all
It's the mix clearly, all you pricks fear me
Get me pissed in January and get slit yearly
If you skip near me, you're all weak but I'm hardcore
Smashing faces in all week with a car door
Eating human liver and shooting up classes
Take a seat, I pull trigger and I blast through your glasses
You thought Tobyman was bad, well I'm worse
That's why the grimmest motherfucker rhymes first
Tie a bitch round the neck and bite her finger off
Take her to top of a cliff and then I swing her off
[Hook]
[Verse 2: imperfectmythos]
Violence is a silence, defiance is refinance
Double waves local cascade
Under graves focal renegade
Plotting the surface, copping the worthless
Whackest verses murk your best
Attacking curses express
Death with oxygen, mess with phenomena
Karmatic in chalice, manic in palace
Early nocturnal, superbly eternal
Supreme star scream, black scene rap mean
Raps powered by bloodless, a Coward by loveless
Heart hidden in cadence, ridden as vagrants
Dagger dance, attacker plants
Survival of the sickest, denial can I kick it
No concoction, is dominant, living as a dwarf
Forgiving to morph, back from happiness
Into crappiness, like awakened, rrite vacant
[Hook]
[Verse 3: The Etherealist]
It’s Ether on the track with Will and the Mix
I’ll stab your fucking bitch with a dick thick as a fist
I’m bad news, kids. Tear your frame in half and pull your brain apart
I’m Bane in Dark Knight Rises: break your spine. I laugh at
Suicides from high-rises: faces priceless; clip your eyelids
Force ya watch your torture; slit your thighs and waterboard ya
Hoarding daughters from all boarders for porn slaughters on tape recorders
My mental disorder would take a force of lawyers if fought
Court-ordered arrests for everyone on my friends list
You got a death wish if you step to Will and the Mix
We reckless; wetting bitches, wrecking stitched snizzes
With scissors. Eclipses, blizzards and fissures
Ether delivers. It’s the Madkilla; blood-spiller
Nobody’s iller. The second coming of Jak the Ripper
[Hook]
Bad News, bad news
Bad News, bad news
Bad News, bad news
Bad News
[Verse 1: Will and The Mix]
Strolling into your bedroom and ripping your bollocks off
Then I'm burning the place down with a fucking Molotov
Homemade holocaust, get cholera and cough
Releasing hounds on you fuckers, I rip the collars off
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who's the baddest of them all
It's the mix clearly, all you pricks fear me
Get me pissed in January and get slit yearly
If you skip near me, you're all weak but I'm hardcore
Smashing faces in all week with a car door
Eating human liver and shooting up classes
Take a seat, I pull trigger and I blast through your glasses
You thought Tobyman was bad, well I'm worse
That's why the grimmest motherfucker rhymes first
Tie a bitch round the neck and bite her finger off
Take her to top of a cliff and then I swing her off
[Hook]
[Verse 2: imperfectmythos]
Violence is a silence, defiance is refinance
Double waves local cascade
Under graves focal renegade
Plotting the surface, copping the worthless
Whackest verses murk your best
Attacking curses express
Death with oxygen, mess with phenomena
Karmatic in chalice, manic in palace
Early nocturnal, superbly eternal
Supreme star scream, black scene rap mean
Raps powered by bloodless, a Coward by loveless
Heart hidden in cadence, ridden as vagrants
Dagger dance, attacker plants
Survival of the sickest, denial can I kick it
No concoction, is dominant, living as a dwarf
Forgiving to morph, back from happiness
Into crappiness, like awakened, rrite vacant
[Hook]
[Verse 3: The Etherealist]
It’s Ether on the track with Will and the Mix
I’ll stab your fucking bitch with a dick thick as a fist
I’m bad news, kids. Tear your frame in half and pull your brain apart
I’m Bane in Dark Knight Rises: break your spine. I laugh at
Suicides from high-rises: faces priceless; clip your eyelids
Force ya watch your torture; slit your thighs and waterboard ya
Hoarding daughters from all boarders for porn slaughters on tape recorders
My mental disorder would take a force of lawyers if fought
Court-ordered arrests for everyone on my friends list
You got a death wish if you step to Will and the Mix
We reckless; wetting bitches, wrecking stitched snizzes
With scissors. Eclipses, blizzards and fissures
Ether delivers. It’s the Madkilla; blood-spiller
Nobody’s iller. The second coming of Jak the Ripper
[Hook]