Lyrics The Gods Don't Favor You - Nacho Picasso

The Gods Don't Favor You - Nacho Picasso
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Gods Don't Favor You, artist - Nacho Picasso. Album song Exalted, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nacho
Song language: English

The Gods Don't Favor You

The gods don’t favor you, they hate me too
Hate me too
Hate me too
But homey, I’mma pray for you
Pray for you
Pray for you
The gods don’t favor you, they hate me too (Write it in blood yo pussy ass
nigga)
Hate me too (niggas need to be teaching or something)
Hate me too (niggas shouldn’t be rapping nigga)
But homey, I’mma pray for you (them niggas is preaching and shit)
Pray for you (I dont give a fuck)
Pray for you (period nigga the shit I rap about I do nigga)
Fucking with the (ask your bitch)
Bald head, gold grill like Jack Johnson
Got so many bars niggas call me black bronson
Hunter S Thompson
Gotta hundred hats plus some
Word to little Nicky, popeye’s chicken’s fucking awesome
I’m a pharaoh, all these tats are my hieroglyphics
I’m out in Egypt fucking with these Cairo bitches
Tutankhamun, robbing niggas for their riches
With the mask on my face call me Stanley Ipkiss
You dont like it?
kill yourself like my dads mistress
Giving niggas shit like my old wishlist
If you want it I’m at Jone’s, eating beef briskets
I ain’t even need a side cause we keep biscuits
Zeus made me
Hera hates me
Fuck Apollo and
Hades awaits me
I’m kicking knowledge but I gotta charge a late fee
Ladies say I’m wavy while I sail the Euphrates
Self medicated
In a field meditating
Cell phone radiation
Really got me levitating
Footloose dancing like a coked out Kevin Bacon
Charge a bitch with kidnaping
All the dick she taking
I dont fuck with Satan
Niggas be manipulating
I’m a fucking king
You can quit the stipulating
Out in france, french bitch told me bonjour
Flew her back to the states bout the concordes
If we was on the Titanic, she’d still be on board
She gives me head banger, rides me like a longboard
She on all fours, I’mma need a encore
I’m wearing pea coats and beanies, on my longshore
It ain’t red and green?
got that from the wrong store
If you ain’t even hit youre talking to the wrong whore
Lone wolf, catch me howling at the moon
I’ll be bumping Anna Wolf
Probably chowing down on shrooms
-Sorry, what was that again?
-I'm a god
-You're god?
-I'm A god, I’m not THE god, I don’t think
I have been stabbed, shot, poisoned, frozen, mauled, electrocuted and burned
-Oh really?
-Every morning I wake up without a scratch on me, not a dent in the fender
I am an immortal
-Special today is blueberry waffles

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