Lyrics Clark Kent - Tokyo's Revenge

Clark Kent

My dot red, just like Clifford
What?
Uhm, what?
Bitch!
What?
Uhm, yeah
She keeps tryna suck my dick when she don’t have no teeth in her mouth (Akachi,
he on the beat, it’s a murder)
I just feel like that’s crazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, like Clark Kent, metal on my hip, bitch
I’m the Man of Steel, how you feeling, bitch?
Super, uh
These pussy niggas, Lex Luthor, truth hurts
Niggas bite me until they tooth hurts, uh
Goofy goober ass boy, thought I’m tryna fuck his girl
I had to ask the nigga, «Who her?»
Uh
Swear you niggas all in they feelins', bunch of pussy ass boys out of Weenie
Hut Jr., uh
They should call me Django, a nigga be off the chains (Just a little bit)
Feed my bitch a little bit of cocaine (For her dinner though)
Niggas be all doin' the same shit, like synonyms
Two dicks on me, Max Payne, for a little bitch
Like okay, bitch, how you hit my DM’s, so lame, bitch?
With that bullshit, like ¡Olé!, bitch
You don’t like me, but that’s okay, bitch, uhm
Money, older than B.I.G and Pac
Like a cold cause I’m sick and I keep on pokin' my dick and
I can’t control all my bitches dog, they be callin' a nigga out
I be doggin' these bitches
Like how I’m supposed to not fuck her mouth
Open the door and then kick her out
Uhm, is that fucked up?
Ride a bitch
Just like a horse tell her «Buck up!»
Beat a bitch just like my dick when it’s stuck up
Then rob her boyfriend and tell that bitch, «Shut up»
She gonna do what I say, she like, «Yup, yup»
Everything inside my head, it be fucked up
Knock-knock, I’m at yo Momma' crib like «What's up?»
Just like some Pampers, we gon' pull the fuck up
Uh-huh, I got too aggressive, your bitch think I’m special
Smackdown on the pussy, bitch, we gonna wrestle
No fuckin' with niggas I’m thinkin I’m huntin' 'em like a racist
No rappin' to beats that do not be Cliiifford’s, cause' they basic
Your bitch need a facelift, she thought, «How much is that?»
Niggas hate me, but I be all on their playlist
Okay, like Clark Kent, metal on my hip, bitch
I’m the Man of Steel, how you feeling, bitch?
Super, uh
These pussy niggas, Lex Luthor, truth hurts
Niggas bite me until they tooth hurts, uh
Goofy goober ass boy, thought I’m tryna fuck his girl
I had to ask the nigga, «Who her?»
Uh
Swear you niggas all in they feelins', bunch of pussy ass boys out of Weenie
Hut Jr., uh
They should call me Django, a nigga be off the chains (Just a little bit)
Feed my bitch a little bit of cocaine (For her dinner though)
Niggas be all doin' the same shit, like synonyms
Two dicks on me, Max Payne, for a little bitch
Like okay, bitch, how you hit my DM’s, so lame, bitch?
With that bullshit, like ¡Olé!, bitch
You don’t like me, but that’s okay, bitch, uhm
What is your fucking issue?
It’s not even- it’s a fucking song.
It’s a fucking
song, it’s not even real