Rapsody - Murder By Numbers lyrics
[Rapsody - Murder By Numbers lyrics]
How you feelin'? Fine!
Feel Alright?
Numbers on the board
They was never good at that math
So they never counted to me taking a bath
(mmmhm) the sister been on your mind now
Flow timeless
Like I went and found a youth fountain
Brown skin, give it to 'em raw like
And I spot 'em like cow skin
And emotion, like say who emotional than?
Than ma-me, you won't need the mind of
A dolphin to answer danger, Latoya Jackson
Niggas in your faces I see changes
Oh they respect me now after I
Gave 'em all a spankin' p-op pop pop pop
On that ass and be Kendrick Grammy situation
If I don't make the class
Numbers on the board
One of the most consistent scorin'
All bitches still snorin', wake the fuck up
Rapsody say wake the fuck up
Word to jot and Jesus, my nieces is recess
Child free I'm a beast, yesss
Me stress, you just crazy if you think yes
It's Tetris I build best
Bodies on top of bodies, karate
I'm Michael Gilchrist buzzin' like a Hornet
Strangle them with a cordless
Repent for your corpses, Wonder-woman
No corset black hoodie my portrait
Bring gore-tex back to the
Forefront of your forehead
And scream Tony Dorsett
Run it back, run it back, run it
Might need a court rep
Cause I murder 16s with the
Underground of your corporate
Yeah, niggas can't rhyme no more
So, I'mma sing this song at your funeral
Take a break for I drive a
Stake through your heart at race
At the speed of boat
Won't catch a case cause these niggas fake
Yeah, niggas don't respect my grind
Fuck you niggas I'mma get my shine
Snatch the spine from your back
Choke you repeated like vine
No fear counting time, Betty Shabazz
Definition of spazz
Took the barrel of crabs
Threw 'em back with the sea bass
Walk water till I land on that magnum
Double XX ass, double XX that, third strike
Barely serve out my last, triple my past
Triple homi's put 'em back in they bonnets
Watch them call out for their mommies
Watchin' my little pony
Bitch niggas rockin' feminine garmets
Fuck is you doin?
It's too easy to up murderin' columns
Give no fucks, vagina or nuts
You all can get clobbered
No matter your partner
Don't discriminate, whether your
Mother, your father
Sister, brother, lover, your homie
Niggas all can get murdered it's nada
The Devil Wears Prada, rappin' hotter
Rockin' hoodies they bothered
Feel Alright?
Numbers on the board
They was never good at that math
So they never counted to me taking a bath
(mmmhm) the sister been on your mind now
Flow timeless
Like I went and found a youth fountain
Brown skin, give it to 'em raw like
And I spot 'em like cow skin
And emotion, like say who emotional than?
Than ma-me, you won't need the mind of
A dolphin to answer danger, Latoya Jackson
Niggas in your faces I see changes
Oh they respect me now after I
Gave 'em all a spankin' p-op pop pop pop
On that ass and be Kendrick Grammy situation
If I don't make the class
Numbers on the board
One of the most consistent scorin'
All bitches still snorin', wake the fuck up
Rapsody say wake the fuck up
Word to jot and Jesus, my nieces is recess
Child free I'm a beast, yesss
Me stress, you just crazy if you think yes
It's Tetris I build best
Bodies on top of bodies, karate
I'm Michael Gilchrist buzzin' like a Hornet
Strangle them with a cordless
Repent for your corpses, Wonder-woman
No corset black hoodie my portrait
Bring gore-tex back to the
Forefront of your forehead
And scream Tony Dorsett
Run it back, run it back, run it
Might need a court rep
Cause I murder 16s with the
Underground of your corporate
Yeah, niggas can't rhyme no more
So, I'mma sing this song at your funeral
Take a break for I drive a
Stake through your heart at race
At the speed of boat
Won't catch a case cause these niggas fake
Yeah, niggas don't respect my grind
Fuck you niggas I'mma get my shine
Snatch the spine from your back
Choke you repeated like vine
No fear counting time, Betty Shabazz
Definition of spazz
Took the barrel of crabs
Threw 'em back with the sea bass
Walk water till I land on that magnum
Double XX ass, double XX that, third strike
Barely serve out my last, triple my past
Triple homi's put 'em back in they bonnets
Watch them call out for their mommies
Watchin' my little pony
Bitch niggas rockin' feminine garmets
Fuck is you doin?
It's too easy to up murderin' columns
Give no fucks, vagina or nuts
You all can get clobbered
No matter your partner
Don't discriminate, whether your
Mother, your father
Sister, brother, lover, your homie
Niggas all can get murdered it's nada
The Devil Wears Prada, rappin' hotter
Rockin' hoodies they bothered