Sheek Louch, Ghostface Killah - Batman lyrics
[Sheek Louch, Ghostface Killah - Batman lyrics]
To the Batmobile, let's go!
One, two, three, four, hit it!
Yo, spit the word like a minister
snatch every listener what is the city of
Gotham with no commissioner
Batman, with more ice than a cooler
Poltergeist than night, with 2 Rugers
Keep a fresh shooters around the kid all day
Shark banging in my jeans like I bit all day
You can see it in my veins
I strangle the game with big hands
When I blow like a bitch band
I'm catastrophic
Writing the back of your eyes sockets
Your optic nerve is blurred and my words pop
They clocking with more bricks than an igloo
Rising stacks with more kicks than a kangaroo
Chilling, I rest well in the big covers
My rug sky blue and yellow like a nugget
With metaphoric
Beating the eyes of the odds and
The frauds of my better bars
Supreme glory, right in front of a mean jury
Spitting clean, I canjust to reassure me
That I'm the truth and
The street just selling
Lock your doors from me
I'ma come through the roof
You can never come around us
Could never try to come and hound us
With your silly games rubbers running up in
Them niggas over there is jealous
I ain't saying no names
We ain't gonna take your bullshit
We heard that you gonna kill shit, all before
(Fake-ass niggas is fronting, word up)
We drop these verse often
We keep the people wanting more and more
I'm gonna tell you
Hey all the rapper the chemistry, the god
The identity the energy down
Down the best in the vicinity
Stick up kid, look what you done did
I get rid of these niggas
Wipe the crib with these niggas
Gonna smoke out the Ruger weed in it
Not tenant
You can see who's in itfeeling like
I'm bout to break dance
Lucky I'm 2 hearts, I ain't even gonna try
Weak put out they waiting for the album
They know it's going down
I told chef to get ready
Put the Louie apron on
Pull out his lyrical machete
Why not? I'm hot in the street right now
Fuck what you heard
The god tryna eat right now
You can never come around us
Could never try to come and hound us
With your silly games rubbers running up in
Them niggas over there is jealous
I ain't saying no names
We ain't gonna take your bullshit
We heard that you gonna kill shit, all before
(Fake-ass niggas is fronting, word up)
We drop these verse often
We keep the people wanting more and more
One, two, three, four, hit it!
Yo, spit the word like a minister
snatch every listener what is the city of
Gotham with no commissioner
Batman, with more ice than a cooler
Poltergeist than night, with 2 Rugers
Keep a fresh shooters around the kid all day
Shark banging in my jeans like I bit all day
You can see it in my veins
I strangle the game with big hands
When I blow like a bitch band
I'm catastrophic
Writing the back of your eyes sockets
Your optic nerve is blurred and my words pop
They clocking with more bricks than an igloo
Rising stacks with more kicks than a kangaroo
Chilling, I rest well in the big covers
My rug sky blue and yellow like a nugget
With metaphoric
Beating the eyes of the odds and
The frauds of my better bars
Supreme glory, right in front of a mean jury
Spitting clean, I canjust to reassure me
That I'm the truth and
The street just selling
Lock your doors from me
I'ma come through the roof
You can never come around us
Could never try to come and hound us
With your silly games rubbers running up in
Them niggas over there is jealous
I ain't saying no names
We ain't gonna take your bullshit
We heard that you gonna kill shit, all before
(Fake-ass niggas is fronting, word up)
We drop these verse often
We keep the people wanting more and more
I'm gonna tell you
Hey all the rapper the chemistry, the god
The identity the energy down
Down the best in the vicinity
Stick up kid, look what you done did
I get rid of these niggas
Wipe the crib with these niggas
Gonna smoke out the Ruger weed in it
Not tenant
You can see who's in itfeeling like
I'm bout to break dance
Lucky I'm 2 hearts, I ain't even gonna try
Weak put out they waiting for the album
They know it's going down
I told chef to get ready
Put the Louie apron on
Pull out his lyrical machete
Why not? I'm hot in the street right now
Fuck what you heard
The god tryna eat right now
You can never come around us
Could never try to come and hound us
With your silly games rubbers running up in
Them niggas over there is jealous
I ain't saying no names
We ain't gonna take your bullshit
We heard that you gonna kill shit, all before
(Fake-ass niggas is fronting, word up)
We drop these verse often
We keep the people wanting more and more