Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song canti's birth, artist - StonemanDate of issue: 26.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
canti's birth |
| Ah, ah, ayy |
| Stoneman, shifting liquid body like a snowman |
| Sandman, spilling out my stomach, my intestines |
| Break neck, whiplash, rubber make his jaw slack |
| Slack-jaw, sewer peasant shawty, make her teeth crack |
| Ayy, you know I want to press the issue |
| Know you fucking terrified of shit could never hurt you |
| Ayy, and I swing Hatori Hanzo |
| Undercover exoskeleton, Gyakusou mech suit |
| Curb stomping gas pedal, love the way my chest feel |
| Wall crawling, eyes open, see the way ya pinwheel |
| Hydraulic knees cracking, kicking till ya squeal |
| Time stalling, shit talking never made 'em real |
| Fooly Cooly, broken body, slashing up ya party, ayy |
| Gutter calling, underworld gon' walk through mortal armies, ayy |
| Portal hopping, if you not adaptable, you dying, ayy |
| World gon' writhe around me, make it break and then rewrite it, ayy |
| Muscle twitch, stupid bitch, know you know the way and fight it |
| Silver squid, mutant myth, short attention leave me blinded |
| Fuck you want? |
| Know I got it, open brain and mastermind it |
| Fuck you want? |
| Know I got it, open brain and show 'em titans |
| Head gon' split, give birth to putrid metal, only know the screen |
| Can I? |
| Tell me, Canti, blasting cannons, head like cold machine |
| Head gon' split, give birth to putrid metal, only know the screen |
| Can I? |
| Tell me, Canti, blasting cannons, head like cold machine |
| Ah, ah |
| Lovecraft, Dagon make ya homie want to split head |
| Skin shred, all I ever wanted was to break bread |
| Nic sick, fucking with the stick that make my heart sink |
| Everybody got the shit that hold 'em like a vice grip |
| Chest burn, munch worms, till ya head turns |
| Come to terms, come to swamp, come to deep murk |
| Hands are shaking, I ain’t do shit in a minute |
| Know you hate it or you love it, all y’all got ya own opinions |
| And I hate it, and I love it, don’t do either, I just feel it |
| Play the victim, play the victor, it don’t matter, make my head hurt |
| Hands are shaking, I ain’t do shit in a minute |
| Know you hate it or you love it, all y’all got ya own opinions |
| And I hate it, and I love it, don’t do either, I just feel it |
| Play the victim, play the victor, it don’t matter, make my head hurt |
| Stoneman, shifting liquid body, like a snowman |
| Sandman, spilling out my stomach, my intestines |
| Head gon' split, give birth to putrid metal, only know the screen |
| Break neck, whiplash, rubber make his jaw slack |
| Slack-jaw, sewer peasant shawty, make her teeth crack |
| Can I? |
| Tell me, Canti, blasting cannons, head like cold machine |
| Stoneman, shifting liquid body, like a snowman |
| Sandman, spilling out my stomach, my intestines |
| Head gon' split, give birth to putrid metal, only know the screen |
| Break neck, whiplash, rubber make his jaw slack |
| Slack-jaw, sewer peasant shawty, make her teeth crack |
| Can I? |
| Tell me, Canti, blasting cannons, head like cold machine |