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  • I'm liable to start a violent
    spark with a silent thought
    I disgust you like dialogue
    from The Shop to The Wired Frog
    Night club, *******t,
    I was taught if your CD's on fire
    You had to put it out yourself
    like Highland Park,
    no fire department
    So you might not hear sirens at all
    But don't be alarmed
    if I sound off
    Something just ain't right with me, dawg
    A martyr on a private charter,
    whose life could be harder?
    Widely regarded highly, bite me,
    sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
    But tonight I'm starting *******t,
    I'm feeling self righteous
    I might just hop in a mosh pit on some
    Mike Tyson and Pac *******t
    Looking to box with anybody,
    disorderly conduct
    I'll ******* around and snort a key
    and pick a fight with a locksmith
    Fan of the LOX, bananas,
    manic, I'm going in shock
    Frantic, I'm trapped in a closet
    Panic attack
    cause I'm claustrophobic

    No, *******,
    I mean I can't maneuver
    from movement
    Cause I have no room for improvement
    I'm practically squashed,
    unpacked it and boxed it
    Toxic, hands are arsenic,
    flammable bars, examine the content
    Bar exam, start of insanity
    Charles Hamilton slash Manson and Bronson

    Animal snarls, cannibal jaws
    Shark mandibles,
    lambs to the slaughter
    Looking scamp as Hannibal stalking
    Anthony Hopkins
    with his hands in his pockets

    Black out, Zach Galifianakis,
    gallons of Vodka
    But that gal has some knockers
    I bet you they ring a bell
    when I come back
    and I'm conscious

    What happened, doc?
    I passed out again
    Alcohol's making me
    break into vacant's naked
    Stole a Magnum box
    and bag Cirocs in back of a Datsun
    Fell asleep watching Fear Factor
    and Scare Tactics
    Too close to the StairMaster
    Poked a hole in the air
    mattress and popped it
    Woke up shortly thereafter, hungover
    No underwear,
    grasping a Bayer Aspirin and dropped it
    Air Max in my closet,
    preposterous Nikes made out of ostrich
    And the cross stitching is a cross mixing
    Of a rhinoceros, possum skin,
    giraffe and a dolphin
    been Fin Dockers, OshKoshes,
    drop ******es
    Swatch watches and sneakers
    matches with the Parkers
    But it's like being overstaffed
    at a boxing gym
    With all these trainers,
    but I don't have any boxers
    And I'm standing here naked,
    hangover, still wasted
    Like paper you write raps on,
    obnoxious
    Yo, why does it always sound
    like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
    ******* that, I'll battle 'em all,
    I'll battle a mall

    I'll stand there
    and yell that at a wall
    Until the mannequin doll scatter
    and the inanimate o**ects
    That I'm battering all shatter and fall
    Cause I hear the track
    and I'm starting to get ******* amped
    I'mma spark plug,
    I'm like the car
    with the cables hooked up
    to my ******* back, I'm a Duracell
    But I sure as hell got it backwards
    cause y'all could get jumped
    And I'd catch the battery charge, but

    I got a hunch like your back
    when it's arching
    When I start attacking your squadron
    You'll feel like MasterCard
    when I'm charging
    So take a swipe at me,
    I'm coming straight at you
    Like Clay Matthews
    from the Green Bay Packers
    So get the sack of Wisconsin
    That's nutbag that I'm talking,
    who am I kidding?
    You *******s are all gonna do my bidding
    Don't get dragged to the auction
    Neiman Marcus,
    bags of Vuitton and all
    I'll push a ******* into oncoming traffic,
    just watch this
    Stretched, tinted, black sedan my ass
    See how mad you act
    when I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
    In a ******* taxi cab to go shopping
    Affable guy next door is laughable
    My next whore's gonna
    have mechanical arms
    That'll jack me off
    with a lotion dispenser
    with a motion sensor
    No emotion hence
    I guess this sick ******* dies hard
    I got a Magic Johnson

    It's like a Magic Wand allows me
    to not let a blonde arouse me
    If Ronda Rousey was on the couch
    with the condoms out
    Holding a thousand Magnums
    at once to pounce me
    I'll laugh in response to
    how she dances and flaunts it around me
    Her flat little badonkadonk
    is bouncing around
    And all I see is Paulie Malign now,
    she's slaughterhouse in a blouse
    And Madonna with mud on her,
    God dammit I am misogynist
    I slap Linda Ronstadt with a lobster,
    throw her off a balcony
    Just so happens she's fond of algae
    Cause now she's faceplants on the concrete
    Complete lack of responsibility
    Half you *******s ain't strong
    enough to pick up a spirit
    *******t, you fags couldn't shoplift
    at a thrift shop
    But I let the track lift 'em up,
    boost the energy
    Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up,
    but my thing is this now
    Five-finger discount
    Been rapping so long
    I've been killing this *******t, it's easy
    Kidnapping your mom
    cause I'm still in this *******, thievery
    Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey,
    Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
    ("Em") Paul was scared that
    if I went back to the blonde
    I might relapse, get on some bull*******t
    Perhaps I'll launch some cracker
    taunts at Action Bronson
    Macklemore, Mac Miller and Asher Roth
    And have some back and forths
    And record a wack response
    to Kendrick Lamar's "Control" verse
    And perform "Fack" in concert

    Yo, I put that *******t on a greatest hits album

    Now that was awesome
    It takes some massive *******
    to do some *******t like that
    Sometimes I have to ponder
    why people are like
    (I'll stick around)
    And put up with my crap so long for
    What's the attraction, mama?
    Is it the fact that I'm a walking,
    talking, actual quadruple entendre
    Or the pointy nose
    that's pointing at you, mama?
    Who knows at this point,
    it's always poking so meh
    Still get along with this voice
    cause that's the monster
    So do-si-do with a sociopath,
    everyone who knows me knows that
    What they don't know is the fact Rihanna
    calls me Pinocchio, meh
    She loves the way I lie
    Sits on my face
    and waits for my nose to grow
    Pathological liar,
    oh, why am I such an *******
    That my disguise is pants,
    but they on fire
    So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna,
    cut the track off

    Sabotage Christmas,
    crap in your stocking
    I'm wrapping up all the presents
    In ******* camouflage
    so you can't even find 'em
    Jack Santa Claus,
    snap Rudolph's antlers off
    Wrap his schnoz in gauze
    bandage and blind him
    Blowing the head gasket at Bed,
    Bath and Beyond
    Put the basket back
    while the bath salt packets are gone, I
    Know you really tired of me
    sampling Billy Squier
    But classic rock acid rap is the genre
    Got Slash on guitar,
    spla*******ng Bizarre,
    Thrasher and Aerosmith
    And I'm a spectacular archer,
    feed count Dracula Chocula
    Godzilla, half dragon and Bob Dylan
    Bandwagoners,
    I'm kicking the damn stragglers off

  • [00:05.22]I'm liable to start a violent
    [00:06.41]spark with a silent thought
    [00:07.61]I disgust you like dialogue
    [00:09.10]from The Shop to The Wired Frog
    [00:10.44]Night club, *******t,
    [00:11.02]I was taught if your CD's on fire
    [00:12.70]You had to put it out yourself
    [00:13.79]like Highland Park,
    [00:14.60]no fire department
    [00:15.67]So you might not hear sirens at all
    [00:17.20]But don't be alarmed
    [00:18.04]if I sound off
    [00:19.06]Something just ain't right with me, dawg
    [00:20.77]A martyr on a private charter,
    [00:22.08]whose life could be harder?
    [00:22.96]Widely regarded highly, bite me,
    [00:24.28]sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
    [00:25.85]But tonight I'm starting *******t,
    [00:27.03]I'm feeling self righteous
    [00:28.02]I might just hop in a mosh pit on some
    [00:29.71]Mike Tyson and Pac *******t
    [00:30.84]Looking to box with anybody,
    [00:32.20]disorderly conduct
    [00:33.03]I'll ******* around and snort a key
    [00:34.62]and pick a fight with a locksmith
    [00:35.96]Fan of the LOX, bananas,
    [00:37.08]manic, I'm going in shock
    [00:38.24]Frantic, I'm trapped in a closet
    [00:39.56]Panic attack
    [00:40.09]cause I'm claustrophobic
    [00:40.64]
    [00:41.22]No, *******,
    [00:41.79]I mean I can't maneuver
    [00:42.67]from movement
    [00:43.05]Cause I have no room for improvement
    [00:44.78]I'm practically squashed,
    [00:45.86]unpacked it and boxed it
    [00:46.92]Toxic, hands are arsenic,
    [00:48.25]flammable bars, examine the content
    [00:50.35]Bar exam, start of insanity
    [00:51.58]Charles Hamilton slash Manson and Bronson
    [00:53.78]
    [00:54.37]Animal snarls, cannibal jaws
    [00:55.79]Shark mandibles,
    [00:56.45]lambs to the slaughter
    [00:57.44]Looking scamp as Hannibal stalking
    [00:59.05]Anthony Hopkins
    [00:59.71]with his hands in his pockets
    [01:01.05]
    [01:03.27]Black out, Zach Galifianakis,
    [01:04.86]gallons of Vodka
    [01:05.52]But that gal has some knockers
    [01:07.05]I bet you they ring a bell
    [01:08.08]when I come back
    [01:08.69]and I'm conscious
    [01:09.47]
    [01:10.12]What happened, doc?
    [01:10.72]I passed out again
    [01:11.48]Alcohol's making me
    [01:12.09]break into vacant's naked
    [01:13.10]Stole a Magnum box
    [01:14.15]and bag Cirocs in back of a Datsun
    [01:16.09]Fell asleep watching Fear Factor
    [01:17.14]and Scare Tactics
    [01:17.68]Too close to the StairMaster
    [01:19.03]Poked a hole in the air
    [01:20.37]mattress and popped it
    [01:21.51]Woke up shortly thereafter, hungover
    [01:23.18]No underwear,
    [01:23.85]grasping a Bayer Aspirin and dropped it
    [01:25.77]Air Max in my closet,
    [01:26.85]preposterous Nikes made out of ostrich
    [01:28.65]And the cross stitching is a cross mixing
    [01:30.44]Of a rhinoceros, possum skin,
    [01:31.73]giraffe and a dolphin
    [01:32.98]been Fin Dockers, OshKoshes,
    [01:34.98]drop ******es
    [01:35.65]Swatch watches and sneakers
    [01:36.81]matches with the Parkers
    [01:37.73]But it's like being overstaffed
    [01:38.74]at a boxing gym
    [01:40.32]With all these trainers,
    [01:41.03]but I don't have any boxers
    [01:42.17]And I'm standing here naked,
    [01:43.57]hangover, still wasted
    [01:44.62]Like paper you write raps on,
    [01:46.06]obnoxious
    [01:46.79]Yo, why does it always sound
    [01:48.68]like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
    [01:50.06]******* that, I'll battle 'em all,
    [01:51.60]I'll battle a mall
    [01:52.60]
    [01:53.14]I'll stand there
    [01:53.74]and yell that at a wall
    [01:54.80]Until the mannequin doll scatter
    [01:56.15]and the inanimate o**ects
    [01:57.65]That I'm battering all shatter and fall
    [01:59.26]Cause I hear the track
    [02:00.11]and I'm starting to get ******* amped
    [02:01.43]I'mma spark plug,
    [02:02.07]I'm like the car
    [02:02.76]with the cables hooked up
    [02:03.59]to my ******* back, I'm a Duracell
    [02:05.10]But I sure as hell got it backwards
    [02:06.47]cause y'all could get jumped
    [02:07.39]And I'd catch the battery charge, but
    [02:08.69]
    [02:09.61]I got a hunch like your back
    [02:10.77]when it's arching
    [02:11.24]When I start attacking your squadron
    [02:12.41]You'll feel like MasterCard
    [02:13.30]when I'm charging
    [02:14.00]So take a swipe at me,
    [02:15.10]I'm coming straight at you
    [02:16.25]Like Clay Matthews
    [02:16.80]from the Green Bay Packers
    [02:17.73]So get the sack of Wisconsin
    [02:19.41]That's nutbag that I'm talking,
    [02:20.73]who am I kidding?
    [02:21.82]You *******s are all gonna do my bidding
    [02:23.37]Don't get dragged to the auction
    [02:24.75]Neiman Marcus,
    [02:25.63]bags of Vuitton and all
    [02:26.58]I'll push a ******* into oncoming traffic,
    [02:28.27]just watch this
    [02:29.22]Stretched, tinted, black sedan my ass
    [02:30.57]See how mad you act
    [02:31.58]when I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
    [02:33.13]In a ******* taxi cab to go shopping
    [02:34.58]Affable guy next door is laughable
    [02:36.18]My next whore's gonna
    [02:37.40]have mechanical arms
    [02:38.41]That'll jack me off
    [02:39.24]with a lotion dispenser
    [02:40.18]with a motion sensor
    [02:41.30]No emotion hence
    [02:42.03]I guess this sick ******* dies hard
    [02:43.70]I got a Magic Johnson
    [02:44.71]
    [02:45.32]It's like a Magic Wand allows me
    [02:46.74]to not let a blonde arouse me
    [02:47.94]If Ronda Rousey was on the couch
    [02:49.30]with the condoms out
    [02:50.15]Holding a thousand Magnums
    [02:51.25]at once to pounce me
    [02:52.16]I'll laugh in response to
    [02:53.06]how she dances and flaunts it around me
    [02:54.51]Her flat little badonkadonk
    [02:55.46]is bouncing around
    [02:56.26]And all I see is Paulie Malign now,
    [02:57.89]she's slaughterhouse in a blouse
    [02:59.00]And Madonna with mud on her,
    [03:00.33]God dammit I am misogynist
    [03:01.60]I slap Linda Ronstadt with a lobster,
    [03:04.11]throw her off a balcony
    [03:05.12]Just so happens she's fond of algae
    [03:06.75]Cause now she's faceplants on the concrete
    [03:08.81]Complete lack of responsibility
    [03:10.74]Half you *******s ain't strong
    [03:11.86]enough to pick up a spirit
    [03:13.16]*******t, you fags couldn't shoplift
    [03:14.46]at a thrift shop
    [03:15.38]But I let the track lift 'em up,
    [03:16.90]boost the energy
    [03:17.56]Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up,
    [03:18.94]but my thing is this now
    [03:20.23]Five-finger discount
    [03:21.52]Been rapping so long
    [03:22.60]I've been killing this *******t, it's easy
    [03:24.08]Kidnapping your mom
    [03:25.07]cause I'm still in this *******, thievery
    [03:26.88]Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey,
    [03:28.64]Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
    [03:30.60]("Em") Paul was scared that
    [03:31.68]if I went back to the blonde
    [03:32.74]I might relapse, get on some bull*******t
    [03:33.97]Perhaps I'll launch some cracker
    [03:35.07]taunts at Action Bronson
    [03:35.95]Macklemore, Mac Miller and Asher Roth
    [03:37.87]And have some back and forths
    [03:39.28]And record a wack response
    [03:40.27]to Kendrick Lamar's "Control" verse
    [03:41.84]And perform "Fack" in concert
    [03:42.98]
    [03:46.10]Yo, I put that *******t on a greatest hits album
    [03:47.80]
    [03:48.37]Now that was awesome
    [03:49.17]It takes some massive *******
    [03:50.15]to do some *******t like that
    [03:51.80]Sometimes I have to ponder
    [03:52.86]why people are like
    [03:53.66](I'll stick around)
    [03:55.41]And put up with my crap so long for
    [03:57.19]What's the attraction, mama?
    [03:58.11]Is it the fact that I'm a walking,
    [04:00.08]talking, actual quadruple entendre
    [04:02.03]Or the pointy nose
    [04:03.15]that's pointing at you, mama?
    [04:04.47]Who knows at this point,
    [04:05.47]it's always poking so meh
    [04:06.52]Still get along with this voice
    [04:07.84]cause that's the monster
    [04:08.70]So do-si-do with a sociopath,
    [04:10.59]everyone who knows me knows that
    [04:12.21]What they don't know is the fact Rihanna
    [04:13.90]calls me Pinocchio, meh
    [04:15.15]She loves the way I lie
    [04:16.06]Sits on my face
    [04:16.74]and waits for my nose to grow
    [04:18.20]Pathological liar,
    [04:20.17]oh, why am I such an *******
    [04:22.19]That my disguise is pants,
    [04:23.16]but they on fire
    [04:24.51]So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna,
    [04:27.06]cut the track off
    [04:27.90]
    [04:29.47]Sabotage Christmas,
    [04:30.50]crap in your stocking
    [04:31.39]I'm wrapping up all the presents
    [04:32.63]In ******* camouflage
    [04:33.73]so you can't even find 'em
    [04:34.97]Jack Santa Claus,
    [04:35.76]snap Rudolph's antlers off
    [04:36.92]Wrap his schnoz in gauze
    [04:38.14]bandage and blind him
    [04:39.07]Blowing the head gasket at Bed,
    [04:40.37]Bath and Beyond
    [04:41.09]Put the basket back
    [04:41.87]while the bath salt packets are gone, I
    [04:44.11]Know you really tired of me
    [04:45.10]sampling Billy Squier
    [04:46.42]But classic rock acid rap is the genre
    [04:48.48]Got Slash on guitar,
    [04:49.38]spla*******ng Bizarre,
    [04:50.27]Thrasher and Aerosmith
    [04:51.45]And I'm a spectacular archer,
    [04:52.85]feed count Dracula Chocula
    [04:54.38]Godzilla, half dragon and Bob Dylan
    [04:56.59]Bandwagoners,
    [04:57.39]I'm kicking the damn stragglers off
    [04:58.65]