CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Meдy3a
As children, we used to play in ancient ruins, close to our home in Calabria. And one day I saw the Medusa’s head, with the hair of snakes carved onto stone, and I fell in love. I know that many people call it pretentious, but I don't care. How could my childhood be pretentious?
Ooh! Medusa Head on Versace china
Heads of every snake sent to every top designer
Statues and tattoos, shooters with the mask of doom
Tabs of acid to bloom, bags of some magic shrooms
Tie-dyed lily pads, nine milies clap
From my mouth to the Lords ears, this how Billy rap
Rick was smokin’ PCP when he signed Slayer
Same sh*t I smoked when I wrote the CIA was
Tryin’ to kill Billy Ocean, silly notion, a real compulsion
Was it but I was smokin’ off a purple potion
Catch all the Becky's and white Sheniqua's
Puerto Rican Beyonce’s with bubble asses and Versace sneakers
Gucci Goblin, the baller, my Draco is magnetic
Make them hollows twirl in the air like a pandemic
Like a pestilence sent by God to kill us all
A million dead, God forbid another 7 billion more
Met this b*t*h named Corona wanted me to bone here
She was chillin’ outside like a young (bologna)
She brought her twin sister named Ebola
With more ass than them Kardashian b*t*hes
And more money than Oprah
Sound like a perfect b*t*h until you do the knowledge on (?) and Medusa is that same kinda b*t*h
That same type of beautiful sorcery
A cross between insane hatred and love, it torture me
Ooh! Medusa Head on Versace china
Heads of every snake sent to every top designer
Statues and tattoos, shooters with the mask of doom
Tabs of acid to bloom, bags of some magic shrooms
Tie-dyed lily pads, nine milies clap
From my mouth to the Lords ears, this how Billy rap
Rick was smokin’ PCP when he signed Slayer
Same sh*t I smoked when I wrote the CIA was
Tryin’ to kill Billy Ocean, silly notion, a real compulsion
Was it but I was smokin’ off a purple potion
Catch all the Becky's and white Sheniqua's
Puerto Rican Beyonce’s with bubble asses and Versace sneakers
Gucci Goblin, the baller, my Draco is magnetic
Make them hollows twirl in the air like a pandemic
Like a pestilence sent by God to kill us all
A million dead, God forbid another 7 billion more
Met this b*t*h named Corona wanted me to bone here
She was chillin’ outside like a young (bologna)
She brought her twin sister named Ebola
With more ass than them Kardashian b*t*hes
And more money than Oprah
Sound like a perfect b*t*h until you do the knowledge on (?) and Medusa is that same kinda b*t*h
That same type of beautiful sorcery
A cross between insane hatred and love, it torture me
