Q-Unique, ILL BILL - Cult Leader & Capital lyrics
[Q-Unique, ILL BILL - Cult Leader & Capital lyrics]
Let's start with some tough love, alright?
Ready for this? Here goes
Amayomi and Alabaster peak
We could drop Masters of Reality
Dropping acid with Manson
Families and assassins a man deceased
Grandmaster of Satanic beliefs
Gather to eat where the
Savages and cannibals feast
I'm back from the streets with two pistols
But multiple issues
Chrome in the fist, deadly omen
Hoping I miss you
Broken bones and opening tissue
Feds blowing the whistle
So I'm controlling a drone
And throwing a missile
Know the future glow in the crystal
Like truth is shown picture perfect
Don't be a victim or a missing person
Everybody wanna go to heaven
But nobody wanna die
Holding a shotty, it's Columbine
We the bottom line
I've got a rotten mind that stands suspected
Like Rust Cohle in True Detective
A future lesson in why you shoot
Your weapon with brute aggression
Move the heavens with "Blue Obsession"
Jesse Pinkman, I lose it in a mood depression
Yeah, bitch! Tight, tight, tight, yeah!
You got me i'm in the empire business
Gatorade me, bitch!
Get rich and die a weird death
Fuck bitches, get money, do drugs, shoot guns
Puff a barrel up in a whore cunt
Shoot the camera up in a whore's muff
Born hustler, If I lose bread
You losing blood!
The loser's running and if you
Rude I use my Luger, son
40 Watt plasma rifle, dude
I'll shoot the sun
Fight through a life of strife
Looking at night fiends
Got me pushing weight through
Brooklyn like I'm concrete
Bubble tape wrap that's only built
For Cubans and shooters evict the rulers
Reflected through the squint of a jeweler
Squinty-eyed like Dirty Harry with
The burner handy
Word to Andy, bitches suck on my dick
Like squirting candy
They thirsty for cream
Filling my team of villains will put a beam
On your bean until your thoughts
And dreams are spilling
Cult Leader and Capital, DeNiro and Pesci
Genius evil doers making the hero look messy
Now, say my name (Cult Leader)
Say my name (Capital)
You're goddamn right i am not in danger
I am the danger
Ready for this? Here goes
Amayomi and Alabaster peak
We could drop Masters of Reality
Dropping acid with Manson
Families and assassins a man deceased
Grandmaster of Satanic beliefs
Gather to eat where the
Savages and cannibals feast
I'm back from the streets with two pistols
But multiple issues
Chrome in the fist, deadly omen
Hoping I miss you
Broken bones and opening tissue
Feds blowing the whistle
So I'm controlling a drone
And throwing a missile
Know the future glow in the crystal
Like truth is shown picture perfect
Don't be a victim or a missing person
Everybody wanna go to heaven
But nobody wanna die
Holding a shotty, it's Columbine
We the bottom line
I've got a rotten mind that stands suspected
Like Rust Cohle in True Detective
A future lesson in why you shoot
Your weapon with brute aggression
Move the heavens with "Blue Obsession"
Jesse Pinkman, I lose it in a mood depression
Yeah, bitch! Tight, tight, tight, yeah!
You got me i'm in the empire business
Gatorade me, bitch!
Get rich and die a weird death
Fuck bitches, get money, do drugs, shoot guns
Puff a barrel up in a whore cunt
Shoot the camera up in a whore's muff
Born hustler, If I lose bread
You losing blood!
The loser's running and if you
Rude I use my Luger, son
40 Watt plasma rifle, dude
I'll shoot the sun
Fight through a life of strife
Looking at night fiends
Got me pushing weight through
Brooklyn like I'm concrete
Bubble tape wrap that's only built
For Cubans and shooters evict the rulers
Reflected through the squint of a jeweler
Squinty-eyed like Dirty Harry with
The burner handy
Word to Andy, bitches suck on my dick
Like squirting candy
They thirsty for cream
Filling my team of villains will put a beam
On your bean until your thoughts
And dreams are spilling
Cult Leader and Capital, DeNiro and Pesci
Genius evil doers making the hero look messy
Now, say my name (Cult Leader)
Say my name (Capital)
You're goddamn right i am not in danger
I am the danger