Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Prince of Vengeance , by - C-Lance. Song from the album Prince of Vengeance, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.04.2015
Record label: Dirty Version
Song language: English
Prince of Vengeance |
| Telekinetics ain’t strong enough to move me |
| Two tsunami’s couldn’t do me |
| Plus I’m prominently promising I’m ominous and moody |
| Like a comet when he’s shooting, bombing on the run and cruising |
| With some hydroponic chronic marijuana in his hoopty |
| An anomaly abusing a conglomerate of groupies |
| Like piranhas now you honor with klonopin and roofies |
| And I’ll dominate a booty like it’s Monica Bellucci’s |
| Make her pussy walls collapse, I’m Osama to the coochie |
| I’m Obama to this music, it’s too fucked to change now |
| Growing novocaine emotion flow and throwing flames out |
| Plus my voltage and velocity will blow your brains out |
| Just like Superman if he had came in Lois Lane’s mouth |
| No one colder came to go through pain and soak up game now |
| Known to blow your frame, you broke a tank and cobra came out |
| Hope this music shit finally pays off and I make checks |
| Or I’m stuck in drug stores buying shit to make meth |
| Motherfucker |
| Practitioners of Solomon’s magic are not Satanists who make pacts with the |
| Devil, they are spiritual explorers in the deep caverns of the mind |
| Mind torture, make a House of Pain out your brain |
| And when the scalpel shave it’s redder than a Falcon’s game |
| Douse out the flames with turpentine I work for mine |
| Why I need a biscuit? |
| This razor will murk you fine |
| Time to get nice, it feels right that I’m a boss |
| Autograph tracks with my signature flow (of course) |
| All I need is a 30-minute TV ad |
| Before and after pictures, naked bitches toking weed sacks |
| With the seat back (uh) in the Audi A8 |
| My EPK is mean with PPK’s and Dead Presidents face paint |
| The feds knock pictures but they throw the book at me |
| So I’m Sasquatch, see me get a good look at me (that's him!) |
| Your Commodore-64 raps are under process |
| I’m the W.O.P.R. |
| mainframe from War Games here to play chess |
| Get gas, yeah the hunt is on |
| Twin shotty so don’t need to know which side the pump is on |
| These are the secrets of a lost art, by which Wizards and Warlocks of olden |
| times evoked Holy Angels and evil lesser spirits |
| Bipolar, cold and hot, cold as Minnesota twat |
| Colder than a kid who took the safety off a loaded Glock |
| Rode a lot, globe I trot |
| Thinking 'bout the shows I rocked |
| Strange bitches all in my bed like fucking Goldilocks |
| No one’s got shit on Dirty Version, I’m serious |
| I’m accustomed to custom and I say fuck just to hear the shit |
| And I’m crushing you fuckers and leave you stuck in delirium |
| Throw the towel in like we 'bout to fuck on her period |
| Oh! |
| What the fuck! |
| (I'm sorry!) that’s my mom’s favorite beach towel! |
| (I didn’t know) You gotta tell me when this shit is going on man it looks like |
| I smashed a Jelly Roll in my face! |