Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast

Noah Eaton

It's X Bitch
Haha

I know I'm no Prince Charming
I know my scars alarming
I know that I'm a narcissist
I know, I know

I got some skeletons under my bed and one of em said
To me to come and subject
Yourself to subtle suggestions
And that everything around you wants to come for ya head
So ya better pack ya shells and begin tucking ya tech
Bitch
I'm pissed off and angry
Red hot, and smug
I drink vodka daily
Just fought for blood
My trick got lil crazy
Liplocked her legs with
Some dick from the Navy
That sick goddamn slut
My bitch mom who made me
With palms across
My lil toddler baby
Big eyed, kid face
When shits blocks the sun
I'll quit tossing shade
But until that day
I grip on my nuts
And say fuck em, I ain't needing nothing
Only thing I need is nutting on some pretty lil hussy
Feeling lucky, fuck being humble
I'm the gambling boogie man
Roll the snake eyes
I got a hypnotic gaze
Bitch I'm full of surprise
See I'm a dick, tid bit addicted to addiction
I love loving shit, put love up on my shitlist
I could list shit I've sniffed in
But nosey little bitches only want a ball
Keep it lowkey like God
Overdosing on broads
Hoes be like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
I want your rod Dada
My punan' wa-wa
Faucet need poppa X
Mwa-ha-ha-ha

I know I'm no Prince Charming
I know my scars alarming
I know that I'm a narcissist
I know, I know
I know you do not like me
I know you love to spite me
But I know I've started flying
I'm gone, I'm gone

Nasilsin çocuk
You good?
Look at this awkward kind of position you put
Me in by speaking all that gobbeldygook
You trust your friends to have your back as you would?
Now we in cahoots
With the devil the Jabber's afoot
It's ya boy X
I been rhyming, I been singing from the soul since K. Perry kissed a les
I liked it when ya'll said that I was off and I'm fucked up in the head
But now I open shows for them rappers making bread
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie credit
How Miles Morales got a zero on his test
I always do shit different considered as incorrect
Cause I've had it
With wising up to par just to catch up with the class
Kiss my ass, talk ya trash
Been a beast, you don't want it you rodent
I'm omnipotent
Was disguised as the underdog, come to find out I'm over
All these cats, so I'm back to scratch the eye if the beholder
I'm the muthafuckin shit dog, suck my cahonas
Dip em in chocolate and then
Gobble a bit, stroke the shaft for Dad 'fore you swallow the spit
Cough and you hiccup my nut bitch, swallow again
Fuck that, Imma stomp on the limbs
Of anybody who doubts that I eat six impossible things
Before breakfast, it's all what is in
A nutritious way to start the day, ho
Talk to em X
I'm on the fence, wobbling and tottering
Wandering in thoughts, which is which?
Do I do it the way that you would do it?
Or do I do it when I was taught when I went
Off in the wind, lost in Wonderland and then guided by them
Forgot and left my marbles in there
Ho, I'm Iron Man
You in the endgame, Tony Stark in this bitch
There are few who'd deny that what I do I am the best
I'm ingenious with my rhymes, perfection obssessed
Heart's in every single line, I must be possessed
By a demon who craves noteriety

I know I'm no Prince Charming
I know my scars alarming
I know that I'm a narcissist
I know, I know
I know you do not like me
I know you love to spite me
But I know I've started flying
I'm gone, I'm gone

Goodbye Wonderland, nice to meet you
All these other motherfuckers only see through
Hum-da-shaka-laka Momma say ma-momma-sah
Suck my dick
Fucking cunt

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