I'm killing every beat I'm steppin on
And cooking songs like ethanol
Then step on stage with weapons drawn
And tell the crowd run everything
Bitch I'm speeding triple beaming you need methamphetamines
To catch up to the shit I'm on
Bitches get around me feeling visceral
Me and you the same except im different dog
Little kid don't get involved
Thought that you was bright mothaf*cka you ain't lit at all
You little rappers shitty can't compare to the committee
You can't come into the city dog
Dog food dope feinds every eating pedigree
I just earned my 1st degree
Caught attempted murder on a failed attempted burglary
All of this at age 18
So don't complain to me
Ya life is what you make it be
A lotta people make believe
Me
I rather take this weed
Roll it up no maple leaf
They sweet as syrup hate to see
Me and gang up at the top
Flipping work I served a lot
F*ck the cops
They just wanna take all the bread you got
Cause that money equal power
Old school like smoking sour
Still catch you lacking like the coldest shower
Anthrax every hour
Beats getting treat like sandbags when you heavy handed
I smoke a bunch of weed and act like nothing bad happened
And walk around possessed like had some bad acid
My brain dusted
Called by names I came up with
I hate public
Places that I show up in
A bunch of people judge you
People saying that they love you but they don't
Shit All this shit is just a hoax
Hit a couple dozen licks in a thousand dollar coat
F*ck a fan base bitch im just tryna start a cult
F*ck that
I don't even want this treaty
It's me and you
One on one
I'm tryna see if you could beat me
Shit this shit got me running late for the Emc meeting
Stop bluffing tell me where the f*ck you tryna meet me
I got shit to do
Oh you wanna go missing boul
Leave you swimming with the fishes dude
Introduce you to this pistol boom
Let me chill the f*ck out
I'm saying too much
Dutch after Dutch
It's been like
5 or 6 months
Since I
Entertained the idea of
Even giving a f*ck uh
You little to us
When you got jammed
You was in there Spilling ya guts
You think the law gone save you
You still could get touched
It's really just simple to us to go and f*cking up the pole and
I don't even know
Ceddy Machiavelli - ETHANOL Lyrics
Ceddy Machiavelli - ETHANOL Lyrics
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English
I'm killing every beat I'm steppin on
And cooking songs like ethanol
Then step on stage with weapons drawn
And tell the crowd run everything
Bitch I'm speeding triple beaming you need methamphetamines
To catch up to the shit I'm on
Bitches get around me feeling visceral
Me and you the same except im different dog
Little kid don't get involved
Thought that you was bright mothaf*cka you ain't lit at all
You little rappers shitty can't compare to the committee
You can't come into the city dog
Dog food dope feinds every eating pedigree
I just earned my 1st degree
Caught attempted murder on a failed attempted burglary
All of this at age 18
So don't complain to me
Ya life is what you make it be
A lotta people make believe
Me
I rather take this weed
Roll it up no maple leaf
They sweet as syrup hate to see
Me and gang up at the top
Flipping work I served a lot
F*ck the cops
They just wanna take all the bread you got
Cause that money equal power
Old school like smoking sour
Still catch you lacking like the coldest shower
Anthrax every hour
Beats getting treat like sandbags when you heavy handed
I smoke a bunch of weed and act like nothing bad happened
And walk around possessed like had some bad acid
My brain dusted
Called by names I came up with
I hate public
Places that I show up in
A bunch of people judge you
People saying that they love you but they don't
Shit All this shit is just a hoax
Hit a couple dozen licks in a thousand dollar coat
F*ck a fan base bitch im just tryna start a cult
F*ck that
I don't even want this treaty
It's me and you
One on one
I'm tryna see if you could beat me
Shit this shit got me running late for the Emc meeting
Stop bluffing tell me where the f*ck you tryna meet me
I got shit to do
Oh you wanna go missing boul
Leave you swimming with the fishes dude
Introduce you to this pistol boom
Let me chill the f*ck out
I'm saying too much
Dutch after Dutch
It's been like
5 or 6 months
Since I
Entertained the idea of
Even giving a f*ck uh
You little to us
When you got jammed
You was in there Spilling ya guts
You think the law gone save you
You still could get touched
It's really just simple to us to go and f*cking up the pole and
I don't even know
And cooking songs like ethanol
Then step on stage with weapons drawn
And tell the crowd run everything
Bitch I'm speeding triple beaming you need methamphetamines
To catch up to the shit I'm on
Bitches get around me feeling visceral
Me and you the same except im different dog
Little kid don't get involved
Thought that you was bright mothaf*cka you ain't lit at all
You little rappers shitty can't compare to the committee
You can't come into the city dog
Dog food dope feinds every eating pedigree
I just earned my 1st degree
Caught attempted murder on a failed attempted burglary
All of this at age 18
So don't complain to me
Ya life is what you make it be
A lotta people make believe
Me
I rather take this weed
Roll it up no maple leaf
They sweet as syrup hate to see
Me and gang up at the top
Flipping work I served a lot
F*ck the cops
They just wanna take all the bread you got
Cause that money equal power
Old school like smoking sour
Still catch you lacking like the coldest shower
Anthrax every hour
Beats getting treat like sandbags when you heavy handed
I smoke a bunch of weed and act like nothing bad happened
And walk around possessed like had some bad acid
My brain dusted
Called by names I came up with
I hate public
Places that I show up in
A bunch of people judge you
People saying that they love you but they don't
Shit All this shit is just a hoax
Hit a couple dozen licks in a thousand dollar coat
F*ck a fan base bitch im just tryna start a cult
F*ck that
I don't even want this treaty
It's me and you
One on one
I'm tryna see if you could beat me
Shit this shit got me running late for the Emc meeting
Stop bluffing tell me where the f*ck you tryna meet me
I got shit to do
Oh you wanna go missing boul
Leave you swimming with the fishes dude
Introduce you to this pistol boom
Let me chill the f*ck out
I'm saying too much
Dutch after Dutch
It's been like
5 or 6 months
Since I
Entertained the idea of
Even giving a f*ck uh
You little to us
When you got jammed
You was in there Spilling ya guts
You think the law gone save you
You still could get touched
It's really just simple to us to go and f*cking up the pole and
I don't even know
Writer: Cedric Sonnick
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