Pasta La Vista Baby ft. Death G & Nuutella Lyrics

Welcome to the broadcast

And today a shit storm's about to happen

And I don't know what to say but, I hope y'all like the song

Gloves out ain't nobody wanna fight now

Gloves out everybody wanna die now

Glocks out

Glocks out

Glocks out I'm a blow your fucking mind now

I'm a overlord

Cooking whores

In my bong, shorty wrong

I'm the boss, in this fight club

Motherfucka I am absolute

With this flute, shooting rockets with every note

I think no, I'm a stomp on you

Like it's a war crime

I hear the battle cries

Shouting out your mama but you won't see the sun rise

You might die, die, die, die, die might die might die

Tell that motherfucka cry

Highway fuck a speed chase

Bottles thrown and crash break

I'm pushing gas to the throttle slamming petals to the floor

I'm putting petal to the metal

Fire out the muzzle croak

Blowing smoke my engine level

I drive fast cause I'm the devil

I broke my ego then I pieced it with gorilla glue

Fuck all y'all bitches that thought I was never cool

Making venues shake as we scream fuck the common view

I'm a fallen angel hollow heart with no tissue

I'm breaking neck I'm breaking everything that I see

I can't contain my hatred pace I'll kill what I see

She ripped my chest opened my head I bled through every crevices

Walls of flesh the demons left my eyes popped and bled again

My eyes be blood shot cause I'm on drugs everyday

Read the Bible I'm so suicidal

Cross our path

SV is so venomous

Black machete cut your neck

Like that Headless Horsemen yee-haw

Lost myself in the void then found myself

Swallowed crushed fungi then smoked out couple bowls of kelp

Smoke a pound a day till I escape my minds cell

Never wanna go back to Tell Me can you tell

Imma take the kelp og the mg's on the edi

Just to piss my ego once again and maybe I can die

Yahweh didn't tell me shit but Satan told me all the lies

But the lies they blessed me more than any motherfucking Christ