[00:00.000] 作词 : Derrick Johnson
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Derrick Johnson
[00:03.400]Aw, b***h thought he killed me?
[00:05.410]Alright, that's cool, we'll see
[00:09.120]
[00:12.420]Strict top of the crop ****ers
[00:14.660]Crushin' mother****ers like moths in a mosh pit
[00:17.270]Dollar cents since ****, sense I ain't lost it
[00:20.070]It's in a ****ing jar with guitar picks and bar spit
[00:22.860]Bar spat, past tense, warriors of radness
[00:25.760]**** lame, get it through your brain like dad's d**k
[00:28.590]Go ahead, stab a friend, tell him that I'm back, b***h
[00:31.510]Earl leave bastards with milkiest asses
[00:34.440]Take a firm standin', nine on the tracklist
[00:37.440]Earl half the reason the reviews fantastic
[00:40.080]****ers getting comfy on the couch, I ain't havin' it
[00:43.420]Kickin' gluteus maximus, killin' ****ers on accident
[00:45.800]
[00:46.380]Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
[00:49.720]Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
[00:52.570]Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
[00:55.440]Just watch, off 'em!
[00:57.580]
[00:57.920]Off 'em, no off days, no debates, b***h
[01:00.480]Box logo, switchblade and ****in'
[01:03.040]In my back pocket, take Jade on vacation
[01:05.810]The hotel switch from Heartbreak to Bates quick
[01:08.890]Rippin' out braids with bare hands amazes
[01:11.500]The crowd, go crazy, hands raised, I'm laced with
[01:14.720]Swag by the eighth in case you wanna taste it
[01:17.230]Faggots wear Prada, Satan wears RMK shit
[01:20.200]Hell's angel, crack Christ 'cross the face
[01:23.020]With erasers and use Based God as his replacement
[01:25.900]Super Saiyan with ruthless slayings
[01:28.410]Eat puss, sweet puss got my tooth decayin'
[01:31.310]
[01:31.930]Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
[01:35.540]Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
[01:38.280]Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
[01:41.050]Just watch, off 'em!
[01:43.190]
[01:43.580]Now pan the cameras back to me and Pamela's
[01:46.040]Amateur t*******e with Hannah Montana's manager
[01:48.650]And Miley feedin' me sandwiches for my stamina
[01:51.580]And Santa's in the back laughin' cause my back's crampin' up
[01:54.450]Mrs. Claus trippin' balls, think she had enough
[01:57.320]And by enough I mean we **** as ****, she had a gram of us
[02:00.170]Flyer than your man because I'm lampin' up
[02:02.730]At the airport smokin' hash with all the ****in' baggage handlers
[02:05.740]Flowin' like the mother****in' aqueducts
[02:08.870]Odd Future Wolf Gang, fag damagers, b***h, eat a d**k

作词 : Derrick Johnson
作曲 : Derrick Johnson
Aw, b***h thought he killed me?
Alright, that's cool, we'll see
Strict top of the crop ****ers
Crushin' mother****ers like moths in a mosh pit
Dollar cents since ****, sense I ain't lost it
It's in a ****ing jar with guitar picks and bar spit
Bar spat, past tense, warriors of radness
**** lame, get it through your brain like dad's d**k
Go ahead, stab a friend, tell him that I'm back, b***h
Earl leave bastards with milkiest asses
Take a firm standin', nine on the tracklist
Earl half the reason the reviews fantastic
****ers getting comfy on the couch, I ain't havin' it
Kickin' gluteus maximus, killin' ****ers on accident
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, off 'em!
Off 'em, no off days, no debates, b***h
Box logo, switchblade and ****in'
In my back pocket, take Jade on vacation
The hotel switch from Heartbreak to Bates quick
Rippin' out braids with bare hands amazes
The crowd, go crazy, hands raised, I'm laced with
Swag by the eighth in case you wanna taste it
Faggots wear Prada, Satan wears RMK shit
Hell's angel, crack Christ 'cross the face
With erasers and use Based God as his replacement
Super Saiyan with ruthless slayings
Eat puss, sweet puss got my tooth decayin'
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, off 'em!
Now pan the cameras back to me and Pamela's
Amateur t*******e with Hannah Montana's manager
And Miley feedin' me sandwiches for my stamina
And Santa's in the back laughin' cause my back's crampin' up
Mrs. Claus trippin' balls, think she had enough
And by enough I mean we **** as ****, she had a gram of us
Flyer than your man because I'm lampin' up
At the airport smokin' hash with all the ****in' baggage handlers
Flowin' like the mother****in' aqueducts
Odd Future Wolf Gang, fag damagers, b***h, eat a d**k