Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song whatever.happens, artist - DJ Static. Date of issue: 27.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
whatever.happens |
| I’m baffled it took u this long to figure I’m kind of kuukuu |
| Slay a colonizer like I’m Shaka Zulu |
| Posterize like ya i’m Antetokounmpo |
| Eating baklava with Rasputin |
| And if u wanna turn a back to us |
| Holy fuck heres black judas |
| 2 words trap buddhist |
| Oh thats your doll, heard she had voodoo |
| Heard em' say i wasn’t in their ballpark |
| Well if their ballpark ain’t Karl Marx |
| That ain’t my Fort Knox |
| Stuff your liver but I don’t taste no foie gras? |
| I’m like Charlie Sheen I’m a warlock |
| You like Avril Lavigne u a odd broad |
| U a stan, u know me, u a Nardwuar |
| Get a few streams now u all boss |
| Fuck out of here bum boy |
| I’m 28, and my cv says young god |
| My shit been supersonic like a concorde |
| Revive the bubonic, oh some fun warts |
| I don’t fight fair i’ll put you in a psych ward |
| Make you call ya mama, «I don’t like when it the lights off «Make u revert to a childlike state |
| Make u convert to a sci fi faith |
| Wars over Allah awaits |
| Tell me, how does cyanide taste |
| I’m laughing as ya eyes dilate |
| What should i put in ya child’s diary |
| Why do you have to talk like that? |
| Well I’m talking to you the way I wanna talk to you… |
| You got a problem? |
| Turn off your station! |
| Went from a doper to a joker |
| But unlike' Heath Ledger, I won’t need stretchers |
| Every time I spit its like a ritual |
| Watch me and the devil mix lips under a mistletoe |
| I know ninjas who own pistols |
| Oh the times my thoughts have launched missiles |
| Naaah, I’ll let karma hit them |
| If not, I got plans for their disappearance |
| Oh my temperament that’s my born achilles |
| The biggest gangster i know that’s my momma ninja |
| Maybe one day i’ll launder millies |
| If this rap shit won’t let me fuck Mary Magdalena |
| Made my religion like a 5 percenter |
| Let me smack em' in they cerebellum |
| Till they frontal lobe feels abundance of woes |
| Make a parasite ask for paracetamol |
| Don’t put that record guap on my debit card |
| Half a mill on that quarter life menopause |
| We was parked up in that Marriott |
| Love watching my niggers fuck my bitches |
| Voyeur, I trust my instincts |
| You will feel my inches |
| Deepthroat, then it’s the casino |
| Bored from the poker Im just bluffing with these gs bro |
| Got a vodka under the trenchcoat |
| Chew chew on benzo’s, and vroom vroom in engines |
| The blue moon is pending, the doom gloom is ending |
| New views is entering, i zoom zoom I center |
| The whole room is bending, the shrooms x2 effective |
| Rude dude a menace, boozed noons in venice |
| This FUBU you trenders, this Guru and Premier |
| Fuck ya new rules and mentions, I’m neutral to attention |