Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guess Who's Back, artist - Denace. Album song The Final Chapter, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.12.2015
Record label: Denace
Song language: English
Guess Who's Back |
Yeah-uh, yo, guess what, chicken butt |
Fuck a chicken in the butt, huh, what? |
If you can’t, then Denace can, I spit fire, reddish tan |
Rip mics, I’m sick like the deadest man |
That came back to life like robocop |
To hit these ugly hoes on IG in the face with some photoshop |
Machined up, guns cocked, aim ready |
Aim steady, your brains all over the place so I paint Katy |
Or Kaitlyn, whatever the fuck his name is now |
Let’s all praise this chick and make him more famous now |
Let’s tell this annoying world to build courage |
So we can tear down lives and give more money to plastic surgeons |
It’s okay boys and girls, switch sides |
Boys, now it’s not okay to be gay, you just need a bigger tit size |
It’s okay to cut your dick off and have big thighs |
It’s okay to add a penis, girly, be sure it’s a big size |
Now I don’t have a problem with gay people |
It’s that I don’t like the agenda they painting, the way they play people |
And plus I can’t find a real girl on Tinder |
I’m mad at myself because I just matched with a transgender |
Guess who’s back |
I died and came back a martian |
Guess who’s back |
I never left I was forming |
Guess who’s back |
I sell my soul to a carcass |
Guess who’s back |
I should have been an abortion |
Guess who’s back, where your best dudes at? |
You know, the ones that claim they got money, so much they can screw cats |
Cause my radar caught two rappers at K-mart |
Shopping, trying to save smart, drove up in a ninety-eight car With a bag as a |
window, missing hut caps, no gas, no shit, no |
Dammit, these faggots are still broke |
No fans but the wind blows |
I’d be famous but I see Nakens, a hundred K followers |
Yeah right, cause I see fake friends, you paid for 'em |
Cause only one hundred likes on all your pictures, broham |
Oh man, shit just hit the litfan |
Grab a tin can, crush it on your head, leave you leaning like a kickstand |
Damn this fool lost his marbles, what caused it? |
Depression, people, pills, alcohol, all of it |
Guess who’s back |
I died and came back a martian |
Guess who’s back |
I never left I was forming |
Guess who’s back |
I sell my soul to a carcass |
Guess who’s back |
I should have been an abortion |
Guess who’s back, man |
Wait, wait a minute how am I back, this is the final chapter |
So I’m back just to say bye, fuck it, I’ll see you |