Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brainworms, artist - Dope D.O.D.. Album song Da Roach, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DOPE D.O.D
Song language: English
Brainworms |
The stage turns into dust, as ya face burns to a crust |
From the bass that just erupts it’s to late to call the cops |
Cause we laced the drugs in cups, take a shot |
As a grab a bud, break it up |
Taste the blunt, put the vapors in your longs |
Brain worms make you speak in tongs, that’s wassup |
We the wasted fucks, y’all a bunch a sitting ducks |
And we hate ya guts, just because we hate ya guts |
Just because, get it punk, there’s no doubt |
We wanna eat you from the inside out |
The slimey maggot mouth, is in da house |
I leave a snail trail across your couch, while you sit it out paralyzed |
Your my host for the night I’m the creepy parasite |
With an appetite to send you to the after life… |
So grab the mic and I will chop your fucking arm off |
I don’t care about your rhymes, but I’m sure they are soft |
Realise I ain’t here to play with you |
The main issue there’s a brainworm, crawling through your brain tissue… |
Feel ya |
Chest ache as I wreck straight through your breastplates |
A mess made by El Hefe nigga checkmate |
Act fake? |
These niggas so bitch |
They lactate no time to set their ass straight cause these are the last dayz |
So me and crack face is sittin' on the dock of the bad bay |
Bad day for any cunt be lookin' like my ex she’ll get her ass raped |
Castrate ya boy dump em in the ocean |
Tides roll away in a fast pace |
I’m on some Dennis Hopper shit I’m choppin' coppers option less |
Cause I swing like propellers on an army helicopter twist |
The Dr. Octagon in this |
Bitch |
You got a cowards fist |
Even if ya’ll pussies mighty morphed you’ll still be powerless |
I gotta calm down cause I get pissed and sour quick |
Cause all these weak niggas that I see they can’t devour shit |
They can’t play the game they can’t stand the blood stains |
Lt. Aldo Rain I love pain’s my fuckin' middle name |
I’m so insane |
Sick in brain |
I’m spittin' freakin' flames |
Slippin' dick in dames |
The critically acclaimed frasier crane |
Blade in cane |
Sever vains I’m leavin' niggas slain |
The Legacy of Kain my body’s drained let it fuckin' rain |
Bloody substances and such I’m disgustung and my customs iz |
I’m ruffin' up the kids new generation sayin' «Fuck this shit» we done with this |
We stirrin' up disturbin' em |
From here to Birmingham to Kurdistan we brainwormin' em |
We’re the migraine inside your head feel the pain burn |
We take turns chewing cells we’re the brainworms we bite thru the IQ inside you |
(brain worms) |
Make you see life thru the eyes of a brainworm… |
Brainworm wiggle to the top of your centipede |
I’ma have to forcefeed? |
lateral park in your cerebral parallel |
Now I’m living inside your mind like a motel |
My sequence starters, layed, digital base it’s the state of the art… |
Brainworms… Top… |
Vision force code, I’m a brain surgeon, brain examiner, brain date… |
You check the calender brainworms, which was fueled with fame words |
Who would think the X-Men, professor Xavier would |
Sync the time inside the force, kinetic wave form will make brains turn |
Another shade in the song, experience light speed effects |
Hop in the spaceship and eat a banana in the Keadanex |
Rockstars goin' to brainworms, playing strings on the new synth |
The cold clouds on the stage is making stadiums scream loud |
I urged Earth to step up to my level |
Optimus Prime is robot built |
Ucranius 4−7-8… Y’all hip hop dudes from the 80's, 90's 2000's n' 3000's is |
real late |
My quote is flying over your urban thoughts, y’all not focused |
I’m Billy Dee, colt 45 it works every time |
Make your mother pantomime stop pop lockin' to what I’m rockin' |
Watchin' your brain float in the galaxy, I’m carrying 4 bags of heat |
Apple know me as the original computer |
Brainwork, ya German, Europe and USA |
Tutor… Tutor… Brainworms… Brainworms… |