GAWNE - Homicide Lyrics

We're having a homicide
Homicide
And fuck I'm going out my mind
Out my mind
Even if you want to live, you gotta die
Cause we're having a homicide
Homicide

There was finna be that hell to pay
H.T.P.
Back when I swore to the G.O.D
To be the TBE
The best ever to be a real MC
Rapid fire like an LMG
Spit it alphabetical LMNOP
I been OC
With the pen I'm mean
I never seize to defeat my enemies
Don't let em' breath
I'm getting even coming with a head of steam...
Perspective POV is what I see when fucking beats
I'm blowing up like TNT
With ten homies, we been low-key like denim jeans I then OD like Whitney
On the CBD and THC and LSD and DMT and PCP
Amphetamines and heavily sedated off ketamine and codeine
Lamotrigine corrodes my spleen
But OMG
I'm supposed to be like 23 and hungry
But younger me's winning since DVD's
'Fore I's even at the mother fucking DMV
Infinite rap momentum I get em' and then I mentally end em'
There's never even been a lick of the elegance
As I'm picking up my pen and then I bicker like Eminem
What I got to do to get to ripping it quicker than anyone?
As I'm entering my element then again
I'm becoming the venomous fuck your relevance
You're never going to be bigger than my edifice
Mother fuckers'll get it
Beheading the nemesis
Spit with artificial intelligence
Indelible when I get up and wreck a flow with the pen
I go incredible the skeptical will never know
That I'm heading for their genitals and I got tentacles
When I let it blow I'm an animal, antelope, fucking cannibal, Hannibal
To the catacombs dead as fuck when I batter bones
Vatical, manic yo, grammatical when I gat a flow
I'ma radical that'll get mad and go tyrannical
No antidote for what I plan to do to every man and hoe cause I'm magical
Unh
901 Shelby Drive
Look alive
Catch a vibe
I just murder shit nah you could never do this in your life
I go crazy with the shit
Y'all don't phase me not a bit
Seven figures that ain't rich
How the fuck could I quit?
Too many died for this shit!

We're having a homicide
Homicide
And fuck I'm going out my mind
Out my mind
Even if you want to live, you gotta die
Cause we're having a homicide
Homicide
Yeah we're having a homicide!

Rest in peace to B.I.G.
Rest in peace to Nip
Legends never die
Y'all two genius's
So on heaven I, live and breath this shit
On a level like Serena and Venus is
Hold up hold up wait a minute
I got's to handle some business
All of these labels be calling!
Hold up
I need a minute
Uh
You could tell em' I'ma need the upwards of four-or-five million
For the glorified spitting plus a couple of dem court-side tickets
To the Bulls on the North Side, joy ride whipping in a Porsche 911
With the door wide engine I'm like Ninja up in Fortnite winning
Now I'm world record spitting so they put me in the Guinness Book
Burn my critics I'm putting on a clinic like Federer in tennis
I'll never stop you can bet I'm hot
Ya!
Like Fetty Wap or Cheddar Bob when he let it pop at his own leg
Split edamame beans you a bust
Kwame
I'ma king LeBron James couple rings on the keychain get a BJ every night
No prom date
Does the Pope
Get a hard?
Conclave
Drink red wine with a fine bitch Kim K
Bout to go
APE SHIT off the Bombay...
SO I GUESS YOU COULD SAY I'M
HARAMBE!

We're having a homicide
Homicide
And fuck I'm going out my mind
Out my mind
Even if you want to live, you gotta die
Cause we're having a homicide
Homicide