MAYHEM ft. Kyrin Lyrics

I'm taking food off your plate

Gon' make you starve where you ate

Gon' make you question your faith

Hope you don't eat where you pray

I'll make your ego bleed

Create my own Red Sea

You bitches don't know me

Well I say "C'est la vie"

That's French for "Fuck you mean"

"I'm gon' do as I please"

So either ride my dick

Or get the fuck out my seat

Your shit so average last year I past it

2020 called to ask if

You need glasses

See I make new classics

With page and passion

So out my way

Before I got out fashion

Not a lady killer I just kill bitches

Beats acidic baby girl don't need litmus

My daily dose breaks all your fucking limits

DJ don't stop now, keep this shit spinnin'

Make this record spin where you stay

That's 6 feet down while we dance on your grave

Say the name I can't picture the fame

On top of all the moves

Because y'all moving the same way

No way

Everybody wanna be shit

Worried all about an image that never been shit

Never trust a mother fucker that he let you live at his crib

When you barely even know shit

Like who he really is

Or everything he say he done did

Most of what he say call bullshit

How you gon swim if you scared of water

I take a dive with the sharks and then drink till mornin

Got a few missed called

Got a few pissed off

But they all on shore

Check yourself

Come see me sortin reality checks

And leave my ass deported

I say y'all not important

Give or take one good song all you got it going

I want a gold grammy

Golden globe

I want when I hit the stage y'all throw roses

And I want an Oscar

Tony maybe

Lots of options

More to go

But for now I need some weed to roll

I'm high attending another one of their funerals

Funerals

Woah