Serve The Creator Songtext
Yeah! Recognize, mafuckas
These razor blades is sharper than the metal bar (wraah)
How you (jello forms) fuckin' with the ghetto god (?) (huh)
I let the cannon rawr, doggy get your melamore (??)
You scared to war
Bring the pain I swear I split that pan in two (hahaha)
I need me in the flesh, walking up from the wave (?) (yeah)
Like Afro Samurai the way I laugh by the play (?)
The criminal kind, niggas get clapped for they cake (ba-ba-ba-ba)
Half of ‘em fake, I don’t hear kings and treat ‘em like slaves
These razor blades is sharper than the metal bar (wraah)
How you (jello forms) fuckin' with the ghetto god (?) (huh)
I let the cannon rawr, doggy get your melamore (??)
You scared to war
Bring the pain I swear I split that pan in two (hahaha)
I need me in the flesh, walking up from the wave (?) (yeah)
Like Afro Samurai the way I laugh by the play (?)
The criminal kind, niggas get clapped for they cake (ba-ba-ba-ba)
Half of ‘em fake, I don’t hear kings and treat ‘em like slaves
Exotic tools (yeah) Shooters from Calamisu
Had to let a beast such as myself out of the zoo (uhuh)
You niggas cue, I blast a bitch in and out of your crew (brrrr!)
So disrespectful bar, now I been known to piss on you fools (?)
A hustler in the streets, in the booth I’m a animal (y'know that)
I spit that fire water and the flow’s highly inflammable (facts)
Seven Star General, the third war Hannibal
This hammer though, will leave a hole in your cantaloupe
(to-to-to-to-to) Word, to this game I’m a Pharaoh (yeah)
They say to make it big I gotta make a deal with the devil (nah, fuck that)
Get right, this industry is a fraud (?) (yeah)
They only want 'em to ghost yeah and with us Allah (?) (hum to Allah)
Yeah! I’m choppin’ diamonds like a jeweler
Smoke the Buddha, sip a Nannavoola, I’m a fool-a (?)
Yeah! Motherfuckers
Yeah...
This a wild guess homie, this a shot in the dark
You like baby food, just another walk in the park
This philosophy I walk into a Mosque with Descartes This is Jeffrey Dahmer ’89, fork in the heart
This Magnum ain’t eat in a while, see the .cal hungry
That's why I got my hand in my drawers like I’m Al Bundy
A lot of y’all know that you stolen ya’ style from me
You can’t duplicate what I did and you wild bummy
What you know about your man being down?
Doing eighteen bullets you ain’t have him around
We clappin' this like you wearin’ a cap and a gown
The hatches is wide open better battin’ ‘em down
You tryin' to go to war with the man
You mafuckas ‘bout to ride in the coroner van
This a mind ripper, you can take a shot of this booze
I’m a king, you a pawn, y'all must got me confused
Batiman!
Had to let a beast such as myself out of the zoo (uhuh)
You niggas cue, I blast a bitch in and out of your crew (brrrr!)
So disrespectful bar, now I been known to piss on you fools (?)
A hustler in the streets, in the booth I’m a animal (y'know that)
I spit that fire water and the flow’s highly inflammable (facts)
Seven Star General, the third war Hannibal
This hammer though, will leave a hole in your cantaloupe
(to-to-to-to-to) Word, to this game I’m a Pharaoh (yeah)
They say to make it big I gotta make a deal with the devil (nah, fuck that)
Get right, this industry is a fraud (?) (yeah)
They only want 'em to ghost yeah and with us Allah (?) (hum to Allah)
Yeah! I’m choppin’ diamonds like a jeweler
Smoke the Buddha, sip a Nannavoola, I’m a fool-a (?)
Yeah! Motherfuckers
Yeah...
This a wild guess homie, this a shot in the dark
You like baby food, just another walk in the park
This philosophy I walk into a Mosque with Descartes This is Jeffrey Dahmer ’89, fork in the heart
This Magnum ain’t eat in a while, see the .cal hungry
That's why I got my hand in my drawers like I’m Al Bundy
A lot of y’all know that you stolen ya’ style from me
You can’t duplicate what I did and you wild bummy
What you know about your man being down?
Doing eighteen bullets you ain’t have him around
We clappin' this like you wearin’ a cap and a gown
The hatches is wide open better battin’ ‘em down
You tryin' to go to war with the man
You mafuckas ‘bout to ride in the coroner van
This a mind ripper, you can take a shot of this booze
I’m a king, you a pawn, y'all must got me confused
Batiman!
