Pharoahe Monch - Damage lyrics
[Pharoahe Monch - Damage lyrics]
Ooh, listen to the way I slay your crew
Damage, damage, damage, damage
They cock them hammers, wave them llamas
But that's that in front of the camera drama
So when the cameras are attached to dollys
I call them dali lama's
Mold me, loathe, hold me in
The palm of your hand, load me
You know exactly what I am, murderer
When I'm inserted on to the
Top of fifteen family members
It's the curse of the
Proverbial anarchy starter, the martyr
This is what I have been converted to
Do what I do is insanity
Pro-fo-fo-fanity when they manually
Hammer me annually
You don't figitty faze me yo
I won't tigitty tase you bro
Figgity fucking cut you in half like
It's nothing minus the laser scope
Then I will ring your bell like Avon
Before displaying some of my various tattoos
(Trayvon)
The (Oscar) award winning (Aiyana Jones) hey (Sean)
Sworn to be cannon fodder for
Your father slaughter daughters
Armor piercing tumblers more
Deadlier than napalm fuck a stray bullet
I take aim when the gun draws
For ever lasting fame I will maim
Those who change the gun laws
Cause post traumatic stress disorder
Ask any vet I've worked with
My purpose catching bodies like safety
Nets at the circus
Ooh, listen to the way I slay your crew
Damage, damage, damage, damage
Nigga I will twist your liver like Oliver
(TWIST) scratch your name off my calendar
See that was me thru a silencer
What you just heard was a 44 caliber
Now you can fill in the blanks
I will pillage your town
Killing them with Dillinger rounds
Nigga fill in the clip cause
I'm willing to flip
See I'm sort of certified, I'm fortified live
You would be mortified if I would
Put on screen what I've seen
Horrified holy Bibles, rivals, vital organs
Little bitty baby bodies
Bridal gowns coffins
Morphine, gang bang, gangrene, slauson
Swap meet
Meet greet, pop I don't sleep, I don't stop
I love hate, hate cops
That's why I laugh when you pull it
I'm motivated and crass
I'm so elated when I see them on the news
(you fuckin' pigs)
They flying the flag half mass
See there's no need for conversation
When we're discussing the bullet's
Point of view
Ooh, listen to the way I slay your crew
Damage, damage, damage, damage
Damage, damage, damage, damage
They cock them hammers, wave them llamas
But that's that in front of the camera drama
So when the cameras are attached to dollys
I call them dali lama's
Mold me, loathe, hold me in
The palm of your hand, load me
You know exactly what I am, murderer
When I'm inserted on to the
Top of fifteen family members
It's the curse of the
Proverbial anarchy starter, the martyr
This is what I have been converted to
Do what I do is insanity
Pro-fo-fo-fanity when they manually
Hammer me annually
You don't figitty faze me yo
I won't tigitty tase you bro
Figgity fucking cut you in half like
It's nothing minus the laser scope
Then I will ring your bell like Avon
Before displaying some of my various tattoos
(Trayvon)
The (Oscar) award winning (Aiyana Jones) hey (Sean)
Sworn to be cannon fodder for
Your father slaughter daughters
Armor piercing tumblers more
Deadlier than napalm fuck a stray bullet
I take aim when the gun draws
For ever lasting fame I will maim
Those who change the gun laws
Cause post traumatic stress disorder
Ask any vet I've worked with
My purpose catching bodies like safety
Nets at the circus
Ooh, listen to the way I slay your crew
Damage, damage, damage, damage
Nigga I will twist your liver like Oliver
(TWIST) scratch your name off my calendar
See that was me thru a silencer
What you just heard was a 44 caliber
Now you can fill in the blanks
I will pillage your town
Killing them with Dillinger rounds
Nigga fill in the clip cause
I'm willing to flip
See I'm sort of certified, I'm fortified live
You would be mortified if I would
Put on screen what I've seen
Horrified holy Bibles, rivals, vital organs
Little bitty baby bodies
Bridal gowns coffins
Morphine, gang bang, gangrene, slauson
Swap meet
Meet greet, pop I don't sleep, I don't stop
I love hate, hate cops
That's why I laugh when you pull it
I'm motivated and crass
I'm so elated when I see them on the news
(you fuckin' pigs)
They flying the flag half mass
See there's no need for conversation
When we're discussing the bullet's
Point of view
Ooh, listen to the way I slay your crew
Damage, damage, damage, damage