Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Requiem, artist - King Iso.
Date of issue: 12.03.2020
Song language: English
Requiem |
There a couple of things I gotta address |
I mean, it’ll only be right |
Strange Music |
Yeah |
Some people didn’t wanna say it |
Fuck 'em |
Left, go left, go left, right, left |
Left, go left, go left, right, left |
Left, go left, go left, right, left |
Left, go left, go left, right, left |
Who we gotta kill? |
It’s obvious |
They done drew first blood, phlebotomist |
I’m on top, I think I forgot what the bottom is |
But look at the homies with me here and I brought 'em in |
I’ll turn your empire to an Ottoman |
I’m a God still getting stoned, monolith |
One up top like Mozzy if you a mausoleum |
Show Marx like Karl, communist |
Sorry mama I don’t mean to contradict the kinda hits |
But I been like konami grippin' choppers on some Contra shit |
I set precedents and I don’t wanna politic |
So I’ma get to duckin' convos about what Donald did |
But I got a vendetta, I’m anonymous |
Every opposite, down low weird, now synonymous |
I should just change my name to Dr. Iso |
'Cause I just wanna figure out what the fuck the problem is |
Boy I got a problem with these faggot ass fans |
They be switching up and can’t use logic in the comments |
Since then I was never signed and got bread from all kind of shit |
But now they hate the brand that helped who they still rocking with |
Some of y’all are still cool, this is not a diss |
I’m thinkin': what if me and Twisted ended up squashing it? |
We could do a tour, end all that commenting |
Y’all have been talking shit see me in person and get your noggin' split |
But my greatest enemy of all is this |
My flesh fear go hoarding all these carcasses |
I’ma box with a monster inside of it |
That’s about to climb out of my esophagus |
Gluttony, lust, envy, wrath, pride again |
Was it greed, fuck it eat 'til the sloth is in |
Run inside of Iso’s castle get to slaughtering |
Like cattle witness kill the hostages |
I showed you motherfuckers love from the beginning |
I still show love |
It’s like you didn’t want me to make it |
I’ll go to war with all you motherfuckers homie |
But I’m at war with myself |
Matter fact, Tech say something |
Somethin' switched up, fuckin' hiccups |
Jump we can thump if a chump wanna get nuts |
Dump on a bitch trust, if you diss us |
Pumpin' a stick buss, every hater get fucked |
Nothing discussed, anybody with fuss |
Bucks in the gut is the luck of a sick fuck |
Stuck with a bishop, cause a mix up |
Funk I’ma disrupt, shut a nigga lips up! |
One of a kind, you niggas gonna resign |
When you get a whiff of the gift, I mean the gun of the N9ne |
Put some in ya mind, if you thinkin' of comin' for slime |
Hunter for crime, but I buss in a drummer design |
(Funny day though) When they be typin' thinkin' they tough |
(What he say though?) He wanna fight us he feelin' rough |
(When he playdough we fatal, ask the true nigga TaeBo) |
Militant niggas don’t give a fuck! |
Never cease ta beast ya |
'Cause we Khalifahs, please the heater |
When I make you meet the Reaper |
The piece to meat decrease the beef and eat ya |
Decease a thief the chief’ll seat ya deeper! |
He don’t wanna come into my killer metropolis |
'Cause when he use to come around he feel a necropolis |
He know that me and Scooby and Makzilla be poppin' it |
Nigga be Op’n it, lead is gonna fill the esophagus |
Tech’s the best flow, the flexing threshold |
Steadily goin' up and can expect the death… toll |
Next foe sendin' threats to Neb know we red bro’s head and necks go like Esco |
Shit that was said, niggas would never admit 'cause they’d rather commit to the |
cred, instead of gettin' this bread |
So we takin' a moment to remember the dead niggas! |