CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Revenge
Ya! They said Alfred Hitchc*ck was the theme on every song
So when I get diabolical, just know I had a cause
I been plotting my revenge
I know the men who did me wrong
All the money that they stole
Lot of people that they harmed
I had managers who played me like a ukulele
Luke was just a baby
But he grew up, now he′s capable and strong
20 thousand dollar check
Stolen from me while I had an empty tummy
I was hungry, gave my money to a shark
Now I ride around on empty when I'm driving in my car
Pinchin′ pennies, I'm not driving
I'm surviving off of art
Bought a verse from Crooked I when I was nineteen
But when I wouldn′t resign to my manager
That manager stole the song
Had no cash to get a lawyer
So I walked the way upon
I′ve been used
Straight abused by this industry
Y'all threw me to the dogs
I won′t be here very long
I'ma get a couple million for my momma
Then I′m outta here, I'm gone, uh
Ya, sh*t is absurd, right
Motherf**ker, when I talk that talk
Budden never had a work nights
While you was sleepin′, I heard mics
You wonder why I'm strikin' with the venom
Quicker than a cobra hiding in the middle
What was really mellow till they started f**kin' with the kid again
I gotta push the pedal down
And put the pen up to the instrument
I'm leaving, when I'm gonna in a bitter fellow
I push through it, make a pu**y go look stupid
Little b*t*h you ain't gonna do sh*t, ah
I'm all in as I'm sprawling my poker chips on the table
My career will either fall like the soviet
To be as baller as Kobe's was
I never chose the chosen one
But when you got the powers of Obi-Wan
You either become Kenobi
Or someone who never rose to the level
Or go to bust you baby yodas
Are not old enough to hold up a loaded gun
Let alone pick a bone with a doberman
I'll break you open like a coconut
Expose your guts, then crush 'em like solo cups
The show is now over folks
Please get home before the lyrical overload
Between M and I gives you a stroke
And then you die, heh (rest in peace)
So when I get diabolical, just know I had a cause
I been plotting my revenge
I know the men who did me wrong
All the money that they stole
Lot of people that they harmed
I had managers who played me like a ukulele
Luke was just a baby
But he grew up, now he′s capable and strong
20 thousand dollar check
Stolen from me while I had an empty tummy
I was hungry, gave my money to a shark
Now I ride around on empty when I'm driving in my car
Pinchin′ pennies, I'm not driving
I'm surviving off of art
Bought a verse from Crooked I when I was nineteen
But when I wouldn′t resign to my manager
That manager stole the song
Had no cash to get a lawyer
So I walked the way upon
I′ve been used
Straight abused by this industry
Y'all threw me to the dogs
I won′t be here very long
I'ma get a couple million for my momma
Then I′m outta here, I'm gone, uh
Ya, sh*t is absurd, right
Motherf**ker, when I talk that talk
Budden never had a work nights
While you was sleepin′, I heard mics
You wonder why I'm strikin' with the venom
Quicker than a cobra hiding in the middle
What was really mellow till they started f**kin' with the kid again
I gotta push the pedal down
And put the pen up to the instrument
I'm leaving, when I'm gonna in a bitter fellow
I push through it, make a pu**y go look stupid
Little b*t*h you ain't gonna do sh*t, ah
I'm all in as I'm sprawling my poker chips on the table
My career will either fall like the soviet
To be as baller as Kobe's was
I never chose the chosen one
But when you got the powers of Obi-Wan
You either become Kenobi
Or someone who never rose to the level
Or go to bust you baby yodas
Are not old enough to hold up a loaded gun
Let alone pick a bone with a doberman
I'll break you open like a coconut
Expose your guts, then crush 'em like solo cups
The show is now over folks
Please get home before the lyrical overload
Between M and I gives you a stroke
And then you die, heh (rest in peace)
