
Date of issue: 24.01.2019
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Murder in the Booth |
Start a confusion with bars that I’m using, my thought is proven |
Art of illusion, jump in a pool without the water moving |
Die if you try to maneuver, violent diatribe shooter |
The loser gotta smoke a cyanide hookah |
You knew that my vocal fluid was super |
My older music is newer than any music that you can do in the future |
They wanna view as I’m schooling this doofus |
But see the truth of the matter is their fools are comparing Lucifer to |
The subjects are rushing in with no supplements |
By the time you finish buffering, my conscious already published another ten |
Suffocate the wind of these puppet men |
Coupled with uppercuts, two to the face like a double chin |
I love it when I visit the future and then some of the past |
I can see my reflection when I’m not in front of a glass |
The human power tool, my senses have now improved |
I can sit in a loud room and hear the clouds over |
It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth |
I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose |
Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof |
‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use |
It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth |
I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose |
Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof |
‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use |
I’m not on a regular rap grid, I can snap and decap wigs |
And mentally interact with arachnids |
Pushed him from behind and he backslid |
My focus so exact, I wrote this on a roller coaster undistracted |
I’m rare and I bleed ya and keep meat slabs in the freezer |
Could barely complete this song ‘cause my pen was having a seizure |
I lead you to quick slaughter though I could spit harder |
The kickstarter, every time I read the books get smarter |
I calculate that nobody would pay for what you have to say |
You couldn’t be a ghost writer if you passed away |
I respond with metaphorical rainstorms |
Plus I knew what you was thinkin' before your brain formed |
I’m trackin' and smashin' up your paragraphical structure |
Mix happiness with your pain so you laugh as you suffer |
I’m the friendliest stranger entangled in envy and anger |
My head is a chamber that came with a twenty disc changer |
It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth |
I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose |
Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof |
‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use |
It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth |
I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose |
Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof |
‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use |
Control the game while laying in bed |
So much light coming from my mind, I wear a lamp shade on my head |
In the secretest skill, I’m never tellin' that |
Nobody knows where I’m dwellin' at because I hid my house under my welcome mat |
Don’t need a gun, just let the beat run |
I count from a thousand backwards scrambling numbers and won’t repeat one |
Beat you for months just because you seek a response |
Hear fifty people clearly even if they’re speaking at once |
No hiding, even no lying, I’m beating you coldly |
I go to your site and post people eating emojis |
If a volcano reached its heat summit, I wouldn’t feel one degree if I was |
‘sleep eleven feet from it |
People with weak stomachs might vomit if they try and step |
They threw me in the lions den and the lions left |
Human explosive, watch the shrapnel that flew up |
Strap myself to you but it only blows you up |
It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth |
I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose |
Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof |
‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use |
It’s murder in the booth, it’s murder in the booth |
I’m the killer that’s on the loose, killer that’s on the loose |
Loadin' up on top of the roof, loadin' up on the roof |
‘bout to put my weapon to use, ‘bout to put that thing to use |
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