Atol - Till I'm Dead Lyrics

Oh fuck
I can't buy style with a buck
I'm a bastard with a glock
I can bust hard, and you suck
Cut that, like in a barbershop
Fuck that, rap got my hanger up
Got that, i'mma beat your ass out
Goddamn, i'm a fuckin' juggernaut
I don't sell drugs at least i cop it
Rape the alphabet like i'm Cosby
I feel baphomet, while you Gosling
I'll be in a jet kamikaze
Get what you can't get i'm not robbin'
Sex and a cigarette, scream "what's poppin'"
Get this pussy wet while i'm groggy
Cum all over the bed, i'm so sorry
I'm not the king, you don't win sippin' lean
Spit some rap shit like I bleed in the sink
Swear i don't miss if I wirte down a Dissing
Like I'm kingpin, listen to me, get it
You not ghetto you spaghetti I don't care, I'm always ready
In the stereo, I don't let he
Say  he sounds while he's gary
You in a movie, 'cuz I'm Scary Married
With the devil, witty brain tho (Ay)
Hunnid bands, earned that woah (Ay)
All my tracks, not send you (Ay)
Gimme racks, count it, go (Ay)
I don't give a fuck
About who criticizes me
If I do it like this
I will do it 'till I'm dead
Till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
I will do it till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
I will do it till I'm dead
Scribblin' rhymes in my room that
Skippin' that crimes,with cops, don't do that
Spittin' this lines, designed, not school at
Got little bit of ink, only black i think, just a tool that
Help me to find my self through shit,
Rap helped me to use my brain use it, man
Tell me that i can't do that too wit, sad
Ready, to break laws, raps then lit
Don't think that i'm a genie
Don't wanna drink martini
Don't wanna flex lamborghini
Don't wanna bitch that entreaty
Wanna disappear, Houdini
This shit is real,not 3-D
You want free deals, not easy
Stop it p-please, i'm busy
You want to be God,I don't
God forgives, i won't
You want to be good? I am
You wanna make hits? shoot 'em

Oh fuck
I can't buy style with a buck
I'm a bastard with a glock
I can bust hard, and you suck
Cut that, like in a barbershop
Fuck that, rap got my hanger up
Got that, i'mma beat your ass out
Goddamn, i'm a fuckin' juggernaut
I don't sell drugs at least i cop it
Rape the alphabet like i'm Cosby
I feel baphomet, while you Gosling
I'll be in a jet kamikaze
Get what you can't get i'm not robbin'
Sex and a cigarette, scream "what's poppin'"
Get this pussy wet while i'm groggy
Cum all over the bed, i'm so sorry
I'm not the king, you don't win sippin' lean
Spit some rap shit like I bleed in the sink
Swear i don't miss if I wirte down a Dissing
Like I'm kingpin, listen to me, get it
You not ghetto you spaghetti I don't care, I'm always ready
In the stereo, I don't let he
Say  he sounds while he's gary
You in a movie, 'cuz I'm Scary Married
With the devil, witty brain tho (Ay)
Hunnid bands, earned that woah (Ay)
All my tracks, not send you (Ay)
Gimme racks, count it, go (Ay)
I don't give a fuck
About who criticizes me
If I do it like this
I will do it 'till I'm dead
Till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
I will do it till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
Till I'm dead (Ya)
I will do it till I'm dead
Scribblin' rhymes in my room that
Skippin' that crimes,with cops, don't do that
Spittin' this lines, designed, not school at
Got little bit of ink, only black i think, just a tool that
Help me to find my self through shit,
Rap helped me to use my brain use it, man
Tell me that i can't do that too wit, sad
Ready, to break laws, raps then lit
Don't think that i'm a genie
Don't wanna drink martini
Don't wanna flex lamborghini
Don't wanna bitch that entreaty
Wanna disappear, Houdini
This shit is real,not 3-D
You want free deals, not easy
Stop it p-please, i'm busy
You want to be God,I don't
God forgives, i won't
You want to be good? I am
You wanna make hits? shoot 'em