lirik lagu rottenmynded – goat ma5k
loopy snoopy: f~ck you talking ’bout, i’ll slap your favorite rapper dead in the mouth, n~gga. rotten, say the word, n~gga
pyro traxx: ain’t no giving up in this, nah. ain’t none of that, not a n~gga like you
venom: yeah, lyrical exercise cuz we definitely gotta flex on these n~ggas
verse: dear slim, i wrote you but you haven’t called up, if you answer, hold up~ i’ma fart on the phone line, that’s how you gas a goat up~ on contact~ and i want cash for this little contract, get a mathers quarter, masked up like “hand all those masters over”…cuz i’m broke~ so i’m sending this track to rosen~berg, and half the slaughter~house fam~ even nickle is gonna pass the torch, i’m~ only 5’6 but my afro’s taller/bumped your tracks of course, since a kid, with a fix~ of crooked i (eye), like my glasses falling…adjust them, “and just in~ we received news of another puerto rican n~gga tryna smash through doors at forbes, detaching doorkn~bs, said all he wants is for stan to autograph a starter~ cap”…whoa…
nowadays, everybody wanna talk like they got something to say~ but don’t everybody f~cking bud in (budden) at once, it’s rotten in the flesh like a zombie with a rash, i’m bold en~ough, to go hop the fence~ at rihanna’s crib~ just to ask for a glass of water~ from between her legs, and drink away~ like a stream from saratoga~ springs, then bend her over~ to see her drip…eat it quick, make a scenic fl!ck~ on the backroom casting sofa/em said she loves kinky sh~t, lil freak tried to stab my scr~t~m~ blood splattered on the~ mattress, vulgar~ when i spit…tried getting roman’s revenge~ with a trojan and bent~ nicki to grab and grope her/before either one of us could climax, her ass exploded…like ahhh…
in my bedroom i used to have aftermath on posters~ like they’re backstreet boys ta’~ young b~tches, way back, when i was on a f~cking psycho~path that led me to smash some daughters…
n~ggas thinking that they’re big shots, when in reality they ain’t nothing but glass mimosas/i’ll smack every clown thinking that it raps ferocious, face painted, rocking all black like~
the crow…
in fact, i noted~ i’m in all black, smacking rap clowns, like batman back~smacking joker…i was 16 when i heard em say he wanted to thrash dakota~ fanning, and i was thinking me too, we should ping pong the b~tch, go back and forward/even catch some action in a fashion store, and wrap a cord ’round macklemore to bash his skull up~ stash my drawers with cash withdrawals that could pay for more than half my wardrobes, and a mansion for us/tell curtis jackson i want mags and kalashnikovs, enough ammo to handle ar~mys…dismantle armor, anim~al, with a brain the size of kardashian wallets…
and i woke up in a sh~tty mood, don’t wanna do no interviews, just wanna k!ll a few of these celebrities you people really get into… eliminate “myself,” ~ all thanks to cancel culture, sh~t i’ll probably get canceled ‘fore i~ get the chance to blow up/tell chance i got rhythm and flow, and want cardi on the tip til her back is broke, but~ don’t set me off, b~tch, i’m off~set, and keep 3 blades, hugh jack in wolver~ine…(you got fire!) like i raw~dog smashed a homeless b~tch…and got aids, but decap’d it off~ like nick berg, quick verse~ k!lling, n~gga, what the f~ck do i gotta do for attention?~ say eminem sucks at pop, like he’s trying to vacuum soda?!…or give caitlyn jenner a handjob?, rock a maga hat with yeezys?, bump drakes “controlla?”/wake walt disney out of his rapist coma, then play g~y til i’m scr~ping yola?…or~
~caw~
get crows feet~ from my lack of sleep?, i’m tryna compose a flow that~ even em couldn’t fathom how i managed to cause so much havoc, he ain’t see sh~t like that since the first time he said the word “f~ggot”~ on the slim shady lp, that was my bible, now i don’t buy bull, i do~ not step inside of churches, i start melting, that’s why i’m yelling out to god to f~cking help me!
chika chika
dear slim, i wrote you but you haven’t called up, if you answer, hold up…i’ma trace that phone, and lyrically slash your throat up~ on contact~ and i want cash for this little contract, get a mathers quarter, masked up like “hand all those masters over”…cuz i’m broke~ so i’ll send this track to boogie, gonna bash your roster…half of slaughter~ ortiz gon pass the torch, i’m~ the other boricua, a bad new yorker/bumped
your tracks of course, since a kid, with a fix~ of doc dre, your dad from compton…adjust them, “and just in~ we received news of that f~cking puerto rican n~gga tryna smash through doors at forbes, detaching doorkn~bs, said all he wants is for stans to autograph his starter~ cap”…whoa
ay
you mu’f~ckers relax, cuz rottenmynded not playing
i’m a pile of sh~t…i’m a pile of sh~t…i love you, but i’m a pile of sh~t
la lala~ lala la la lala
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