Haarper - B.Zero lyrics
[Haarper - B.Zero lyrics]
What is it you see in me
Come meet me in the badlands
Can you feel my aura it's euphoric
This my grandstand competition I have none
I see them in the front row
Shawty from a foreign land she
Wanna get her back throwed
She say that I'm an asshole
I'm still hittin that back though
She on me like a capo
We in tune yes I'm the capo
Assassin on the mission
They be fishin fate like Pesci
I'm nearin like I'm Nero, razor blades
Gon make it messy
Get em with the onomatopoeia Wouldn't be ya
Got my finger to ya dome like cya, you MIA
Every label on my D so I'ma
Shove it down they throat
If they want to disagree it gon
Be murder all she wrote
I'm fuckin tired and sick of
The bite of a bitch
Put that mutt down, fuckin tie it to a brick
Tell me what are you worth?
Juh another mouth for my girth
Juggin till they down in the dirt
Pound hunnid rounds till they ground
Till they earth
Drown hunnid rounds till they down
I'ma lurk
Stand every hound till the town is inert
They cannot they cannot handle the heat
Precipitation on the rise
While they talkin like sheep
They ice turned to steam when I speak
I know that yo confidence fake
And yo talkin is cheap
Juh wait till I take her
Yeah I am the undertaker
Fuck with me and you will see
That they gon fuckin tape ya
Red and blue get yellow then they
Put it round yo elbow you unlucky fellow
Got yo family hearing cellos
I'll wait till the day that
I see your smile fade
They'll make a frame for ya
Frame with the aisle tape
Look at yo face at this place
I'll make the tile break
Until ya buried under yeah
Come meet me in the badlands
Can you feel my aura it's euphoric
This my grandstand competition I have none
I see them in the front row
Shawty from a foreign land she
Wanna get her back throwed
She say that I'm an asshole
I'm still hittin that back though
She on me like a capo
We in tune yes I'm the capo
Assassin on the mission
They be fishin fate like Pesci
I'm nearin like I'm Nero, razor blades
Gon make it messy
Get em with the onomatopoeia Wouldn't be ya
Got my finger to ya dome like cya, you MIA
Every label on my D so I'ma
Shove it down they throat
If they want to disagree it gon
Be murder all she wrote
I'm fuckin tired and sick of
The bite of a bitch
Put that mutt down, fuckin tie it to a brick
Tell me what are you worth?
Juh another mouth for my girth
Juggin till they down in the dirt
Pound hunnid rounds till they ground
Till they earth
Drown hunnid rounds till they down
I'ma lurk
Stand every hound till the town is inert
They cannot they cannot handle the heat
Precipitation on the rise
While they talkin like sheep
They ice turned to steam when I speak
I know that yo confidence fake
And yo talkin is cheap
Juh wait till I take her
Yeah I am the undertaker
Fuck with me and you will see
That they gon fuckin tape ya
Red and blue get yellow then they
Put it round yo elbow you unlucky fellow
Got yo family hearing cellos
I'll wait till the day that
I see your smile fade
They'll make a frame for ya
Frame with the aisle tape
Look at yo face at this place
I'll make the tile break
Until ya buried under yeah