Lambs Bread by Yung Schnooty Lyrics
Does this sound unusual?
A blind date funeral
Bat soup force fed, At sea world Shamu
The cash cow moo moo moo
Thought I couldn’t move, you stupid
Land on your crops, hold up, the oats hot
Corn Pops not, I don’t simp with thots
Unslappable wrist watch, wake and bake
Eat great, yeah, feed off the hate
Took a shit on the floor
Imma have your eye on a fork
Tunnel of love, flooded with blood
Another easel to fuckup, and then I get the bud
Seems decent to scoop, sativas I bought
Painting all on the wall, the art of Hip-Hop
Tongue do subliminal, buy crypto
Repetitive, delusional Hypnos
One, two video YouTube raps goat
Coughin from hits, bong like a sarcophagus
Some ice & Fiji to it, pass a bomb to a terrorist
Send a twister through my home
In my bed but with your girl the hoe
Dirty in the field
The best defense is a shield
Get abducted quick, wake up in a mothership
Under hypno psychosis
Geppetto but no Jiminy Cricket
Foil wrap Tin Man hat antics
Bad baby, what the fuck
Learn how to side step dance
Get to break the fuckin vampire trance
Thats good like wood chucks, block the river
Less traffic, dome’ll get splatted on the beach
I’m relaxed on fresh OG, look up, smoke free
Yes, I live in a present tense
Like its meditation but we meditate it never
I’m a bit too clever, 20 minute fuse is lit, Delivered, ya don’t know what the future holds
Sanitize around her neck, I pull tight
The grim reaper.. So, I waited outside
Your studio, The stray cat
By those front windows’ black
When the fortune teller goes on break
It always comes back
Speak of the devil dog, extra bitchy on a leash
In the yard, man and beast, bon a petit
Big old titi suicide girls
At the bar on the pole stream
Go above & beyond, the fundamentals of raw
Always gets everybodys hands in handcuffs.. nah..
Fuck it barbecue pigs in the garage
Just burn all the hostages
Blaze it for real
I saw the fumes foggin up the room, Ideal
Mula Medusa, a Count sub-user
Humans in fuckin computers
No eraser removal, He’s a shooter on the roof
In Kuala Lumpur with exhibitionist trauma
In a third world horror
After the same beauty- your mama
Puttin pentagram pics
On the cyber net
I’m doing more than average minds
Think little cunt, you can't touch
Get you a big buck
The year of the ox, lyrical box
With Earhart attacks going down
Turbulence, aerial crash
Never ruling out every planet’s domed city
I dont even wanna be here no more
Imma Dippy Dippy
In a rocket, the Rhymenoceros ain't with that talking shit, I don’t bargain with cabal of corporate monster’s lord called Sith
Translate basilisk, profiting online
Leave your dead body on live
Carrie cancerous cyst
The punnet square exists
A blind date funeral
Bat soup force fed, At sea world Shamu
The cash cow moo moo moo
Thought I couldn’t move, you stupid
Land on your crops, hold up, the oats hot
Corn Pops not, I don’t simp with thots
Unslappable wrist watch, wake and bake
Eat great, yeah, feed off the hate
Took a shit on the floor
Imma have your eye on a fork
Tunnel of love, flooded with blood
Another easel to fuckup, and then I get the bud
Seems decent to scoop, sativas I bought
Painting all on the wall, the art of Hip-Hop
Tongue do subliminal, buy crypto
Repetitive, delusional Hypnos
One, two video YouTube raps goat
Coughin from hits, bong like a sarcophagus
Some ice & Fiji to it, pass a bomb to a terrorist
Send a twister through my home
In my bed but with your girl the hoe
Dirty in the field
The best defense is a shield
Get abducted quick, wake up in a mothership
Under hypno psychosis
Geppetto but no Jiminy Cricket
Foil wrap Tin Man hat antics
Bad baby, what the fuck
Learn how to side step dance
Get to break the fuckin vampire trance
Thats good like wood chucks, block the river
Less traffic, dome’ll get splatted on the beach
I’m relaxed on fresh OG, look up, smoke free
Yes, I live in a present tense
Like its meditation but we meditate it never
I’m a bit too clever, 20 minute fuse is lit, Delivered, ya don’t know what the future holds
Sanitize around her neck, I pull tight
The grim reaper.. So, I waited outside
Your studio, The stray cat
By those front windows’ black
When the fortune teller goes on break
It always comes back
Speak of the devil dog, extra bitchy on a leash
In the yard, man and beast, bon a petit
Big old titi suicide girls
At the bar on the pole stream
Go above & beyond, the fundamentals of raw
Always gets everybodys hands in handcuffs.. nah..
Fuck it barbecue pigs in the garage
Just burn all the hostages
Blaze it for real
I saw the fumes foggin up the room, Ideal
Mula Medusa, a Count sub-user
Humans in fuckin computers
No eraser removal, He’s a shooter on the roof
In Kuala Lumpur with exhibitionist trauma
In a third world horror
After the same beauty- your mama
Puttin pentagram pics
On the cyber net
I’m doing more than average minds
Think little cunt, you can't touch
Get you a big buck
The year of the ox, lyrical box
With Earhart attacks going down
Turbulence, aerial crash
Never ruling out every planet’s domed city
I dont even wanna be here no more
Imma Dippy Dippy
In a rocket, the Rhymenoceros ain't with that talking shit, I don’t bargain with cabal of corporate monster’s lord called Sith
Translate basilisk, profiting online
Leave your dead body on live
Carrie cancerous cyst
The punnet square exists