Lyrics Watergate - Madchild

Watergate

You’re making me feel crowded
If you seek me keep your head down in
Ima let you, let you hear it loud, yeah
So tell me baby how’s it sounding?
Do you need me to say it slowly?
‘Cause I can see that you think we’re homies
Stop telling people that you know me
You don’t know me
So call the valet
I want to see you drive away
Hell no, I can’t wait
Shutting shit down like water gate
Shutting shit down, sh-shutting shit down
Shutting shit down, sh-shutting shit down
I be on that real shit
I be on that trill shit
Make another mil quick
I’ll be on that kill shit
Supercharged bar stat
Work with no hard hat
Welcome to L.A. bitch, you could get car jacked
Pen is like my sword, pull it out and start slashing
Against all odds like the 13 Assassins
Bitch, I’m all zipped up, get your faces ripped up
I don’t make love songs, I rap about strip clubs
Labyrinth of statements, savage with the placement
I ain’t into hippie shit, I’m ravenous with hatred
I’ll pull your card, I’m playing games and I ain’t sympathizing
You say you fucking with keys, you got a synthesizer
I can cut through your bars with the nail file
I’m a devil, I can level you with hellfire
Uh, I’ll make a bitch drop dead
While I’m spraying Rust-Oleum and Risk Rock Red
So call the valet
I want to see you drive away
Hell no, I can’t wait
Shutting shit down like water gate
Shutting shit down, sh-shutting shit down
Shutting shit down, sh-shutting shit down
Aye
Yeah the boss about to break
Cumming on her face look like frosting on a cake
Spitting dope, boy, I’m back in the house
Dope boy, like I’m holding viles of crack in my mouth
(Give me your mic, son)
Back to conquer like a massive monster
You don’t have to dress like a pussy just to be fashion-conscious
Make a whole flock of birds of a feather fall
Continually smack you in the face like a teatherball
I ain’t harsh and raw, more than partial flaws
Now I’m shutting shit down like it’s martial law
I’m really killing shit.
Bars can go a hundred blocks
A ventriloquist ‘cuz I can make the money talk
Perfectly crafted witchcraft which is baffling
Lock down the hatches of standing on scaffolding
Sharp as a hatchet, you’re soft as a daffodil
Hype, I got hype like I’m HypeBeast and Mass Appeal
Crack Adam’s apples, I set bad examples
I get mad and trample, a shark to these mackerels
Ok, weight on my back, I go hard like a tractor bull
New shit, I like it, this psycho’s adaptable
So call the valet
I want to see you drive away
Hell no, I can’t wait to shut this down like water gate
Yeah, let’s set it straight
I want to watch you walk away
Hell no, I can’t wait
Shutting shit down like watergate