Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Glass House, artist - AntihéroesDate of issue: 12.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Glass House |
| I eat your last piece of cake like 'piece of cake' |
| Then fall asleep awake |
| Friends? |
| That’s something I don’t need to make |
| Offer me a hand, and |
| I leave you hanging like a mid-season break |
| I scream blue murder and cause a code red |
| I’m sleeping like a baby on a rose bed |
| There’s decomposing bones in me chrome web |
| I look down on meself |
| I’m over me own head |
| Me phone’s dead if you want me just pray, though |
| It’ll be ok if you say so |
| I’m Rakim paid in full, you’re a standing order |
| You sell yourself down the river for a glass of water |
| I snatch it out your hand, take a sip and then spit |
| You got the sauce, but no chickens to dip |
| They’re like, 'Eh, you need to drop this whole ignorant shit.' |
| Fuck that, I’m me own worst critic, and I think I’m the shit |
| I’m throwing boulders at your glass house |
| You’re walking in, I’ll walk you back out |
| Like, take it in your stride (stride) |
| Bitch, you’re assassinating the vibe |
| I’m throwing boulders at your glass house |
| You’re walking in, I’ll walk you back out |
| Like, take it in your stride (stride) |
| Bitch, you’re assassinating the vibe |
| Yo, I got six hoes and I’m three timing 'em |
| I know ten of the best rappers alive |
| And I’m at least nine of 'em |
| I don’t even try to win |
| I just do |
| I hope you have a great day |
| P. S. Fuck you |
| Got you flinching like a nervous cat |
| Violent disagreements with Google Maps |
| 'cause I decide where I’m at |
| Big belly laugh when I heard you rap |
| I punch the fucking sun out the sky when I pull the curtains back |
| My ego is loss-proof |
| Every time I speak about myself factually I’m spreading God’s truth |
| Do the math, hit you with the one-two |
| I can’t stop |
| Being this sweg even if I want to |
| It’s not a particular feeling I get |
| It’s just something that’s a constant |
| Like breathing… or receiving some head |
| My inner daemons are pets |
| And I’ll walk 'em all over you |
| And tell the Judge the Lord told me to |
| I’m throwing boulders at your glass house |
| You’re walking in, I’ll walk you back out |
| Like, take it in your stride (stride) |
| Bitch, you’re assassinating the vibe |
| I’m throwing boulders at your glass house |
| You’re walking in, I’ll walk you back out |
| Like, take it in your stride (stride) |
| Bitch, you’re assassinating the vibe |