Until You Die

[Intro]
Ok, lets go, I´ma make you get cold feet
And I´ma rip up and fucking murder this beat
I eat you like it´s dinner time, I eat you like you´re meat
So listen up for this story, go ahead, take a seat

[Verse 1]
First of all, I´ma boss
I just want to get that across
Even my dentist hates when I floss
You tryna act cool, acting like you got a Porsche
When I´m coming to your house, I´m kicking down those doors
Track got flames on em
I got plates and my name´s on em
Bitch, look, I´m here, come and get me but you ain´t gonna
But you´re not stupid so I ain´t running no games on em
But if you´re not stupid then why are you putting clames on em
And I won´t diss you like I did to the last man
You´re not that bad but you´re a fan of Rice man? (ey)
Too scared to diss me with a vid? Man, that was your last chance
Still waiting on you´re diss, you´re too busy giving a lap dance
You got a tattoo of Mr Grant next to your ass man
Man, you´re trash so keep on collecting all of those trash stamps
You´re not in the spotlight anymore, put your lamps down
I´m out here, lyrical miracle, you´re out here with your pants down

[Chorus]
Now you´re a bitch on you´re own
But I think we both know
You don´t like to be alone
So go into your shed and cry
I´ma kick you until you die
And now we have this little clash
Cause all your music is trash
And all of your shit gets passed
So go into your shed and cry
I´ma kick you until you die

[Verse 2]
I got a machine here under my underwear
You say that you don´t care
You´re a body with no head
Like you´re looking like a zombie from The Walking Dead
And tomorrow you´ll still be too lazy to get out of bed
I´m hitting you with the sharp part of a hammer
I´m drinking Sprite, I´m drinking Fanta, drinking Pepsi in Atlanta
Killing you, killing an old fat man, it´s like I´m killing Santa
If I miss the shot at least know that I´m killing bystanders
So quit trying to be stiff like a wall
Get on the floor and stop being a pussy, stop stalling
Now it´s 911 that I´m calling
I just killed a man, and you´re better at basketball but i´m better at balling
You´re too broke, you ain´t riding in a Bentley
You´re too broke for snacks, you ain´t even got ones, tens or twenties
Too broke for quarters, nickels, dimes and even pennies
Still you see me shooting like Connie Frazer when she killed Benny
And now I´m chilling on my couch watching South Park
And I´m just watching Eric, Kyle and Stan roasting Kenny
Now you´re pretending that your disses are too far
But I got disses and bitch I got many

[Chorus]
Now you´re a bitch on you´re own
But I think we both know
You don´t like to be alone
So go into your shed and cry
I´ma kick you until you die
And now we have this little clash
Cause all your music is trash
And all of your shit gets passed
So go into your shed and cry
I´ma kick you until you die

[Bridge]
Now you think that was the max, well, you misunderstood
And if you gave a fuck you´d be doing the shit that you should
As long as you know that you´re evil and you´re no damn good
Keep living life, put on your hood

[Verse 3]
Alasdair, I´ma make a prick trip
The cheesy quick dip
I´ma break your bones, then drive you to the hospital
And drive you in my sick whip
You wanted to prank Pieter
And on tests you´re a cheater
Like remember science?
Bro, that was some sick shit
This shit a five seater
I´m the biggest, I feed ya
It ain´t like me to split a piece of dry pita
I be the guy who be asking you why
You wearing a vest, or how you call it, a wife beater
I´ll rip a tree out of the ground and flip it upside down
Just to prove that you´re a clown
I´ll tell you now you should run
Final verse is all most done
This shit should not be aloud
The reason I don´t go too hard is the law
But both ways, I´m the baddest shit that you ever saw
I´m the baddest shit you will ever see by far
You got more junk in your trunk than I do in the car