P.O.M.E. by Danimal Lector
P.O.M.E. by Danimal Lector

P.O.M.E.

Danimal Lector * Track #9 On Growing Pains

P.O.M.E. Lyrics

[Verse 1: Danimal Lector]

I got a gifted mind, a little twisted, but bitch I'm fine
My wrists don't shine, but yours do
So I'mma pistol whip and strip you blind
Sippin' wine, ridiculous rhymes
Ballistic linguistics, fuck your chance, son, you missed it
Now listen, I ain't missin' mine
Hit the track like a slip-n-slide, spinnin' flyin' 100 miles an hour
As I'm sniffin' lines, havin' a bitchin' time
So here's my autograph, I'm all of that, the kids are dyin'
Cross my path, get sawed in half
And I'm all cross from sniffin' pine
Bitch goodbye, I'm the most underrated, fourth round draft pick, maybe
But at least I'll fuckin' make it
As for the haters well, thanks for the views, though
You know, we'll never connect, we're two toned
I'll poop on your favorite rapper, clean him off, then bake the bastard
I'll cage the batter, chop him up and feed my dog (Thank you, master)
Son of Sam, gun in hand, bit crazy
Lifes a bitch, and this is how the bitch made me

[Hook: Danimal Lector]

It is what it is, I live how I live cause shit...
Im just a product of my environment
Its none of your biz, so dont butt into this (uh uh)
Im just a product of my environment
You could say it was how I was raised (but wait)
Before you blame my momma, I say this is how I was made
But hey, believe what you wanna

[Verse Two: Danimal Lector]

I'mma run into your crib, put the gun to your ribs
Give me the money or I'mma leave, with one of your kids
You wonder what this is, its a stickup so listen up or none of you live
Dependin' on the mood I'm in, chewin' hallucinogens
The room is spinnin', whose been slipping Ruphylin into my booze again?
Oh yeah I did it, higher than a unidentified flying tongue tied blind midget
Holdin' a blunt the size of an infant
I admit I'm a tiny bit different, you dont like me?
Bye bye, bitches
I dont need your approval to do me, dude please
I ain't come to play the game, I came to break records like Drew Brees
Who's he?
I'm a monster straight out of a movie, move me?
Never, unless you resurrect Bruce Lee
QP, stickiest piff, lickidy split, thank you
And I'm flippin' and quick, then its off to the bank, dude
Call me an asshole, you can say I'm straight rude
But I'mma do me, so you can hate me til your face is blue

[Hook: Danimal Lector]

It is what it is, I live how I live cause shit...
Im just a product of my environment
Its none of your biz, so dont butt into this (uh uh)
Im just a product of my environment
You could say it was how I was raised (but wait)
Before you blame my momma, I say this is how I was made
But hey, believe what you wanna

P.O.M.E. Q&A

Who produced P.O.M.E.'s ?

P.O.M.E. was produced by Heat Up Beats.

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