I am not the one you want a war with son
This is not a battle its a slaughter hun
Harbor the fun for the last of my active bars
Acidic massively tragic trauma scars
Darker than arts my heart could hardly spew
Brighter in parts than anyone ever knew
I don't need a mini-gun to chop your soul in two
Anyone that feels like tempting ain't got much to lose
Pierce like hadouken giant fire balls
Use all your ashes blast into open walls
Lyrics so magical that they could pass through bricks
Bandwagon haters can learn how to suck my d---
They must got a death wish trying to get buck with me
Half of these rappers don't know they ABC's
123, 123, 123
Mess with me, I clap back violently
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
I am not a Mayan, I'm an Aztec warrior god
Rip through defenses like I'm a senseless hog
Better get a grip, cause once I go, I'm gone
Zero to a milli, know I run it like a marathon
Parenthetically, I'm medically obstinate
I don't need no medication to be on my s---
Peace to my competitors they better call a doctor quick
They in the ER overdosed on the opiates
Flow so hot that the air gets lit on que
Speaking of fecal matters my team just sh-- on you
You reek of defeat, yeah we can all see its true
The only feat that you're gonna get is from me and my crew
My melody
A felony, ha, you can't even catch a case
I'll tell you what can catch around this astounding time
A can of whoop a-- I unleash when I'm beasting rhymes
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
Joey Jones - 5-4 Slaughter Lyrics
Joey Jones - 5-4 Slaughter Lyrics
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I am not the one you want a war with son
This is not a battle its a slaughter hun
Harbor the fun for the last of my active bars
Acidic massively tragic trauma scars
Darker than arts my heart could hardly spew
Brighter in parts than anyone ever knew
I don't need a mini-gun to chop your soul in two
Anyone that feels like tempting ain't got much to lose
Pierce like hadouken giant fire balls
Use all your ashes blast into open walls
Lyrics so magical that they could pass through bricks
Bandwagon haters can learn how to suck my d---
They must got a death wish trying to get buck with me
Half of these rappers don't know they ABC's
123, 123, 123
Mess with me, I clap back violently
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
I am not a Mayan, I'm an Aztec warrior god
Rip through defenses like I'm a senseless hog
Better get a grip, cause once I go, I'm gone
Zero to a milli, know I run it like a marathon
Parenthetically, I'm medically obstinate
I don't need no medication to be on my s---
Peace to my competitors they better call a doctor quick
They in the ER overdosed on the opiates
Flow so hot that the air gets lit on que
Speaking of fecal matters my team just sh-- on you
You reek of defeat, yeah we can all see its true
The only feat that you're gonna get is from me and my crew
My melody
A felony, ha, you can't even catch a case
I'll tell you what can catch around this astounding time
A can of whoop a-- I unleash when I'm beasting rhymes
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
This is not a battle its a slaughter hun
Harbor the fun for the last of my active bars
Acidic massively tragic trauma scars
Darker than arts my heart could hardly spew
Brighter in parts than anyone ever knew
I don't need a mini-gun to chop your soul in two
Anyone that feels like tempting ain't got much to lose
Pierce like hadouken giant fire balls
Use all your ashes blast into open walls
Lyrics so magical that they could pass through bricks
Bandwagon haters can learn how to suck my d---
They must got a death wish trying to get buck with me
Half of these rappers don't know they ABC's
123, 123, 123
Mess with me, I clap back violently
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
I am not a Mayan, I'm an Aztec warrior god
Rip through defenses like I'm a senseless hog
Better get a grip, cause once I go, I'm gone
Zero to a milli, know I run it like a marathon
Parenthetically, I'm medically obstinate
I don't need no medication to be on my s---
Peace to my competitors they better call a doctor quick
They in the ER overdosed on the opiates
Flow so hot that the air gets lit on que
Speaking of fecal matters my team just sh-- on you
You reek of defeat, yeah we can all see its true
The only feat that you're gonna get is from me and my crew
My melody
A felony, ha, you can't even catch a case
I'll tell you what can catch around this astounding time
A can of whoop a-- I unleash when I'm beasting rhymes
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
This is my time
I'ma take it
If you feel this
Baby shake it
Killed my heroes
I'm what's left now
Count the zeros
On the check now
Writer: JOSEPH A JONES
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Sonic Heaven Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Sonic Heaven Publishing