Lyrics Fun House - Robbie G, Swollen Members

Fun House

Get ready the sets heavy, we drop hits
Most talked about, you walk around and gossip
Has he signed to the team, rhyme supreme
With a divine intervention, remembering that my mind is key
I finally got Mad, Rob, PRev and Moka jumping on
While the rest making pop tracks and blowing bubblegum
Know where I’m coming from?
Yeah the land of the lost
From Canada demanding that you hand over the spot
Number one title rap victory is imminent
Fuck the game up;
take its virginity and innocence
What you’re witnessing is rhyme mastery
So fly I defy gravity, my mind is high naturally
Still I roll another coner, know that I’m a stoner
All day everyday I’m smoking marijuana
Open up a pound and start with the best buds
Swollen Members in the house, you down to party then get up
It’s the Fun House
Come see what it’s about
When the smoke clears out
People runnin' around
Like a chicken with their head
Chopped off on the ground
Swollen Members, Robbie G
And yeah we runnin' it now
Burnin' it down
Come see what it’s about
It’s the Fun House
Got the people runnin' around
Like a chicken with their head
Chopped off on the ground
Swollen Members, Robbie G
And it’s the ultimate sound
Post-mortem ghost in the mirror reflective image clear
Separated from the body, talking heads the voice is clear
Warning from the quarantine the morning never rises here
Constantly the darkness like a harbor full of red mist
Death wish, whispers in the hallway the dead drift
I’m equipped with spears and whips for grave robbers and derelicts
My narrative is perilous, parallel universe shift
Cause a time rift and rip a hole through spatial fabric
Heart rate skip a beat, repeated like it’s automatic
This is simply problematic, I can solve the riddle with
Incantation that I’m speaking loudly while the candles lit
Floor boards covered with a symbol like an ancient crypt
It’s not surprising, my uprising writhing
Sorta like a serpent when my fangs made for biting
The poison flow, slow and before you know
You go to a place where fiery gates glow yo!
My brain is terrible, Canadian werewolf
Compare me to shady with the crazy variables
Voice is like a bullfrog, snappin' like a bullwhip
Emptyin' a full clip, I’m sick of all the bullshit
Never growin' up I’m always acting ridiculous
Smashin' bitches on the road I call it snappin' a chicken head
Was chillin' out but now I’m back in the thick of it
Making money from this game I’m laughin' like I was ticklish
I’ll eat a rapper like a pickled dish
Or a fuckin' stick of licorice, every lines meticulous
Observe vividly, firing word wizardry
Spit like I talk vividly, angry with off imagery
I’m not crazy that’s just unbalanced chemistry
Dumb talent menacing like I’m gulping Hennessy
You don’t understand the crazy lyrics that this dude brings
Unfortunately tortured in my mind with crazy mood swings