Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wonderful, artist - Billy Woods. Album song Known Unknowns, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Backwoodz Studioz
Song language: English
Wonderful |
Born in a flood on a frontier, at first light, nurse like |
«You should not have come here, scumbag» |
Out a love shack into a bloodbath, hustling |
Young king snakes through skull tats |
Knowers of the whole half, Hulk smash overture |
One man motorcade, none stand holier |
Cowabunga houses of the holy fuck in free New York |
It’s hoodie over goalie mask, for Obi-Wan two three and four |
And five and six |
Open for the broke as hell and high as shit |
Who write survival music, nevermind the tiny violins |
Nevermind the icy-handed racketeer |
We’re smashing atoms here, it’s oranges and apple care |
I’m only out of bed to grapple with the hanger in the rabbit ears And pass a |
little data through the atmosphere, bump in the night |
Black hearts under the knife, money, it’s a wonderful life |
Some people they live life |
Not with my money |
It’s how we do it though |
You really had a wonderful life x2 |
Only as he died |
Was there a true assessment of wasted time |
Field of dreams full of landmines |
Schemes over landlines |
Early girl, swirl, spit her out like wine |
Edge of the world, I’m where sherpas climb |
Fragrant smoke curl in forgotten shrines |
Pith helmet, Quinine, waves like crime |
Below deck slaves lay supine |
Blind lead blind cyclops rock shines |
Ghetto Versailles dusted pantomime |
Fly wigs spry jester’s jibes |
Iago in the wings eyes like knives |
Santa’s sleigh bring ways to slay kings |
Conflict ice in his Super Bowl ring |
Lufthansa heist be like his usual thing |
Equality of man once the shrapnel fling |
Drive 'round till that transponder ping |
Some people they live life |
Not with my money |
It’s how we do it though |
You really had a wonderful life x2 |
Dry saliva scent |
I will survive in less than five attempts |
I got a bad case of the whatchamacallits |
I caught it crawling through the vents |
Bread and circuses |
For all purposes and all intents |
But hear me out |
The pornographics of poison gases is hella graphic |
I cite my sources, they’re mostly scorpions and yellow jackets |
Obi-Seven wielding force of habit |
Bringing home the bacon |
Faking out the telepathics |
Another classic |
Another ass to kick, file it |
My steel toe got a lotta mileage |
Tryna teach the scum to use the sun to tell what time it is |
Something’s gotta give for gods and generals far as minerals and vitamins |
Service with a smile and know the aisle where your item is |
Live from Emerald City where the glass is greener minus all the Heinekens |
Holy spirit that’s been cleared to smear your sciences |
And clear your sinuses |