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Black: Me Blue: Class Pink: Derdy
The Joker: 'Let's put a smile on that face.'
Mad bars? I'm screaming them!
Bad bars? I'm hearing none!
Swagging out? I'm doing it!
Banging out? He's doing it!
Mind your P's and Q's,
Mind your P's and Q's,
GUESS
WHO's BACK
The coroners wife, psychopathic whore with a knife,
slashing fuckers throats, leaving DCIs sore from the hype.
Might lose the wild goosechase, the noose, substance abuse,
a tube of childs toothepaste, the case wide open, obtuse.
Reminds me a little of myself, in a sick sick world kinda sense,
Perfection in a sentence, trying to infect some kinda repentence.
The illest rhyme to ever sing, the killers heads i'm severing,
one god, one mic, one life, in the end sinners will die never kings.
It's my return, so i had to pick a piper pepper, collaborator,
sooner rather than later, picking who looks best on paper.
If Cosh spits, it's a mosh pit, Venom injecting hell in 'em,
Adrenaline synonyms of Creams oversized third leg of a limb,
Rags to ritches, autographs to pictures, to laughs and bitches.
I never dreamt of this shits, rhymes got your minds in stitches.
switch flow, in glitches, i'll fucking blur your mind again,
Like a heineken, fall in the gutter just to get up again.
Mad bars? I'm screaming them!
Bad bars? I'm hearing none!
Swagging out? I'm doing it!
Banging out? He's doing it!
Mind your P's and Q's,
Mind your P's and Q's,
GUESS
WHO's BACK
Rolling up the red carpet just to shoot for the stars
stamping on cars, vampires looting for blood in the scars.
Jumping on tracks will get you hit by a train of thought,
slaine and fought, never understanding the pain i caught.
never thought to grin and bear arms to the teeth, i want peace,
Now i'm back in the place, heap i scramble and cease,
fuck breathing in oxygen, i'm back on the rocks again,
Crack spots, hats off the boss punching clocks with pens,
Amen, curtain call crushing fucking spiders and roaches
heartattacks in hurricanes, ambulances? we need coaches!
Never offered a place as the fourth horseman, doors open,
Jaws broken, sound the alarm, i can see wars approaching.
I'm letting punchlines go, I'm twisting heads like mekka,
The flows wetter, I was ill before but now i'm better.
Weather the storm? Time to piss in the eye of energon,
written EPs? you'll need a bible to hold all the shit that i'm on dog.
Mad bars? I'm screaming them!
Bad bars? I'm hearing none!
Swagging out? I'm doing it!
Banging out? He's doing it!
Mind your P's and Q's,
Mind your P's and Q's,
GUESS
WHO's BACK
(Bridge)
Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, introducing, back from the dead, Sentus!
Sunlight and Angel’s wings diffuse when I touch mics
The sick string of syllable’s I spit leave you tongue-tied
Fuck knives, you can catch me at a gun fight
With balled up fists and I’m swinging till my lungs fry
Get hung dry as your bleedin and broken
I incinerate myself in the heat of the moment
I’m speakin the omen till the corpses come to life n
Plunge the sky in darkness like the sun is hidin
Exhibit unseen power as I clutch the trident
And struck Poseidon with the force of a hundred titans
I’m huntin lions in Africa with my bare hands
And my legs tied together to give em a fair chance
Lines sharp as kukri knives from serpentine spines
Give you mother goose bumps from my nursery rhymes
Murder ya lines, send your career to the Nazarene
Then slice your throat with a shard from your shattered dream
Biggie: 'Man, I thought I was the illest'