City Morgue - Goat lyrics

Sleez sleezy
But this one, is a fuckin' madman
Sleez, sleez ewok
Stand up, stand up for Godzilla

Godzilla walkin' through your home
 and wreck it  (Okay)
Goth bitch, punch her in the solar plexus
(Okay)
Pimp nigga, I don't even know, my exes (yeah)
Pop pop, and now your eyes, are X's (yeah)
These niggas really want war
With City Morgue
Body bags littered all upon the city floor
I hit your bitches raw
And then I send 'em off
Quarter brick, half a brick
That I throw in doors

For Godzilla
But this one, is a fuckin' madman
What up, stand up for Godzilla

Cruisin' through eighth street, face fuck
Bitches in the states, bruh
Fuck that, kill me
Fight a fight, shoot a runt
Knuck or buck, get you bust
Shootin' out the Bentley truck
She ain't with the dog stuff then
Tell her she ain't comin' up

Ride around chops like ISIS (Skrrt)
Whenever Sleez killin (Rrah)
F&N scoped, this attached on a MAC
Infrared beam, get clapped in the hat

Shot that boy, now your soul, go
Body food for the fungus mold
Got water like it's
Up pole, now take your soul

Pussy ass niggas we ain't fist fighting
(Fuck outta here)
P90 up close, I'ma hit lightning (Rrah)
Street fight in this bitch like M bison
(No no)
Overdose on the coke like Len Bias (Work)
Salute me, just pay homage or shoot me
Catch a body, rap about it like Gucci
Make a bitch stash a brick in her coochie
(Mula)

What up, stand up for Godzilla
But this one, is a fuckin' madman
What up, stand up for Godzilla

Godzilla walkin' through your home
And wreck it (Okay)
Goth bitch, punch her in the solar plexus
(Okay)
Pimp nigga, I don't even know, my exes (yeah)
Pop pop, and now your eyes, are X's (yeah)
These niggas really want war
With City Morgue
Body bags littered all upon the city floor
I hit your bitches raw
And then I send 'em off
Quarter brick, half a brick
That I throw in doors stand up
For Godzilla what up, stand up
For Godzilla what up, stand up
For Godzilla