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Kanye West – Myself (Song 2) lyrics


[Chorus]
Shit can get menacin’, frightenin’, find help
Sometimes I scare myself, myself
Shit can get menacin’, frightenin’, find help
Sometimes I scare myself, myself

[Verse 1]
Tweakin’, tweakin’ off that 2CB, huh?
Is he gon’ make it? TBD, huh
Thought I was gon’ run, DMC, han?
I done died and lived again on DMT, huh
See this a type of high that won’t come down
This the type of high that get you gunned down
Yeezy, Yeezy trollin’ OD, huh?
Turn TMZ to Smack DVD, han?
Russell Simmons wanna pray for me too
I’ma pray for him ’cause he got #MeToo’d
Thinkin’ what if that happened to me too
Then I’m on E! News

[Chorus]
Shit can get menacin’, frightenin’, find help
Sometimes I scare myself, myself
Shit can get menacin’, frightenin’, find help
Sometimes I scare myself, myself

[Verse 2]
Ayy, hospital band a hundred bands, fuck a watch
Hundred grand’ll make your best friends turn to opps
I hear y’all bringin’ my name up a notch
Guess I just turned the clout game up a notch
See, y’all really shocked but I’m really not
You know how many girls I took to the titty shop?
If she get the ass with it that’s a 50 pop
I still bring the bad bitches in the city out
Uh, just a different type of leader
We could be in North Korea, I could smoke with Wiz Khalifa
Uh, told my wife I’ve never seen her
After I hit it, bye Felicia, that’s the way that I’ma leave it

[Chorus]
Shit can get menacin’, frightenin’, find help
See this is why all the bitches fuck with Ye, fuck what they talk about
Sometimes I scare myself, myself
They take me on meds, off meds ask yourself
Shit can get menacin’, frightenin’, find help
Ask your homegirl right now, look, you got a shot at Ye
Sometimes I scare myself, myself
You drop everything

[Verse 3]
Tweakin’, tweakin’ off that 2CB, huh?
This is why your bitches fuck with me, huh
Smash, she gon’ end up on TV, huh?
Last thing that you ever wanna see, huh
I can feel the spirits all around me
I get [?] if life is tryna warn me
They know I got demons all on me
Devil been tryna make an army
They been strategizin’ to harm me
They don’t know they dealin’ with a zombie
Niggas been tryna test my Gandhi
Just because I’m dressed like Abercrombie

[Outro]
You see? You see?
That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout
That’s why I fuck with Ye
That’s my third person
That’s my bipolar shit
That’s my superpower, nigga ain’t no disability
I’m a superhero! I’m a superhero!
Ahhhhhh!


HorseShoe Gang – Shoeicide Squad (Anti-Trap Music Album) letras

October 31, 2016

Lyrics

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[Hook: Demetrius]
La di da di da da da, watch everybody die
It’s bodies on top of bodies it’s time to kill these coppers
They killin’ innocent civilians, we sending in some villains
When there ain’t no heroes to defend them you sending the
Shoe-icide Squad surprise surprise
Shoe-icide Squad surprise surprise
Shoot the squad cars from side to side
Do or die die d-die d-die d-d-d-d

[Verse I: Demetrius]
You need to be just as evil as the police to be treated as equal
My cerebral’s a cathedral full of unspeakable evil
My speech’ll reach through the speaker eat you while speaking in Hebrew
You need to be lethal to police the police for the people
Wait, I’ll bust a nut on the Confederate flag and wipe my dick with the American flag
Cause that’s the same flag the first presidents had while pedaling blacks
Trafficking Africans, that mentality led to the present prejudice acts
Instead of blacks being fed up with blacks I’m suggesting you leave a flat foot dead in his tracks
From here to Flatbush have his partners pushing up daffodils and sit back and ask him "How many of your friends have I killed?"
Fuck the police no justice no peace
We chocking officers ’till there’s some garners for Eric Garner
We fair warning you none of you little fuckers’ll breathe
Fuck killing each other over colors we bust at the beast

[Verse II: Julius]
I agree with Russell Simmons we need independent prosecutors
Who not working with these cops who shooters
Y’all turning law abiding citizens into llama users violent looters
I know what I’ma do I’ma recruit some copper shooters
I draw on the police, nigga police sketch
Throw shots at police dogs like frisbees when I squeeze fetch
They won’t protect us we gotta do the shit ourselves
Never let pig kill you, pork bad for nigga’s health
Never call Swine-1-1, I got an ax to chop down the bigger tree (bigotry) I won’t run
When cops is patrolling nigga, don’t reach for your chrome my nigga
Unbuckling your seat-belt might get your ass domed my nigga
And they possess the nerve, claim they protect and serve
Let my words choke like nooses hang on to my every word
Fuck the police no justice no peace
Fuck killing each other over colors, bust at the beast

[Hook: Demetrius]
La di da di da da da, watch everybody die
It’s bodies on top of bodies it’s time to kill these coppers
They killin’ innocent civilians, we sending in some villains
When there ain’t no heroes to defend them you sending the
Shoe-icide Squad surprise surprise
Shoe-icide Squad surprise surprise
Shoot the squad cars from side to side
Do or die die d-die d-die d-d-d-d

[Verse III: Kenny]
My niggas gave me a platform to talk about cops in this song
I’ma speak my mind, my momma I put this on
I don’t fuck with cops like the people that I disown/diss on
I’ma drink a pint of Henny and find a cop car to piss on
Like piss off, you can suck this schlong cause I’m pissed off
You can say I been on but I been off I’m just gone
If cops are killing niggas and, squads are killing niggas then
Who is it that’ll be there to try to feel a nigga then
The world needs work glad to employ the shoes
The outcome of the world’s your choice to choose
Crips out here killing these pointless crews
Bloods out here killing the wrong boys in blue
If you can see what I thought about po-po
You’ll see a pig on his back like the Slaughterhouse logo
I wish I could spot a cop car and fire chrome and light up his whole hood before he turns the sirens on

[Verse IV: Dice]
When all else fails send the Shoe-icide Squad
You hearing the realest shit coming through your iPod
You know how the story goes I’m a product of my environment
Brought up around narcotics and a lot of violence
Nigga way before the cops beat Rodney’s ass
I been watching them put my kind in body bags
I’m a killer rocking a hockey mask
I’ma sag my [?] Dickies just to watch the cops get mad
Fuck ’em! Calling 9-1-1’s a no-no
My llama turn the po-po to a Slaughterhouse logo
Y-Yeah nigga, I’m a pig killer
A real nigga give a fuck who this offends nigga
As soon as I see a badge I’ma shoot ’till them faggots scurry
A cop better be half ro-bo like Alex Murphy
Next time them coppers try, to pull me over I’ma blast surprise surprise

[Hook: Demetrius]
La di da di da da da, watch everybody die
It’s bodies on top of bodies it’s time to kill these coppers
They killin’ innocent civilians, we sending in some villains
When there ain’t no heroes to defend them you sending the
Shoe-icide Squad surprise surprise
Shoe-icide Squad surprise surprise
Shoot the squad cars from side to side
Do or die die d-die d-die d-d-d-d