Callon B x sIMple - TrutherBots lyrics

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Callon B x sIMple - TrutherBots lyrics

[Verse 1: Simple] I'm robotic a body just got caught I cordelled the daughter of a millionaire and she's all on my co*k They want me to stop, I slaughtered my way to the top The cream of the crop I cream in her twat She's screaming, calling me Pop.....eyeee cuz I'm a nut if you can't see Onomatopeias "Bada Boom" "Bada Bing" Shootin dice with my entourage, it's claymation I hang Clay Aiken by 6 stray aprons and play Satan Hop up on the Play Station and start aimin at dumb children Who feel like they're numb but about to succumb to this gun weildin Never shoot for the Stars I day dream so I shoot for the Sun, k** it I'm putting five in the ceiling, four orders of more who*es 3 some, gonna need more to snort for this twin bill-n I'm the one that you been feelin, and I'm f**in exceptional I put the cheat code in for immortality I never doubt that I lack morality but I hold myself higher than the voices of a Soprano Quartet If Jesus Psalms is the bar that y'all set Ima carve a staff longer than his and pole vault it Most highly exalted, most likely to drive off of a bridge and land in a dark hallway And spark up and start battle rapping against a young Andre This is poison out the Doctors mouth Eight Thousand on Crocodile Loafers, Chauffeurs and edibles My flow is exceptional, accepted and you better off My letterman piss em off, my extra mint is fresher than your excrement Boy, your sh** is soft, lyrical Van Nistelrooy I load the whole clip, and only let out the opening scene Video game microwav, you can get yo sh** destroyed Wondering how I write now? Bottles thicker than white out Nowhere livin right now, someone pa** me the White Owl Cold co*ked, slow clocks, stone watch ticked off Just to shake the f**ers thats pissed off Peel off, wipe out, no ones home, lights out BYE BYE lord only knows that I try If I spread my wings will I fly? Probably not... [Verse 2: Callon B] Off top I'm spazzin you would think I'm like Rabbit Out a top hat rappin that White Magic Jump out of the box and saw the world at its axis Like alakazam and f**in abracadabra I appear, but I won't ever trick for my career And for my next stunt I need a few volunteers to be the new Paul Revers The campaign is coming to the nearest hemisphere bet I blow within a year Throw a square within a sphere then I vanish Go off grid in a hammock, free of all distractions I dive in the Atlantic Visited Atlantis and ended up in Bermuda, woke up an Ascended Saiyan living in a computer The system'll get booted and refurbished, quick as chick chosen who they service Like DSL, now tell me if you get it? I'll wait, but if you didn't then forget it And if you did just tell me if you're with it Heard that you were Christian so you know you'll be forgiven Organized Religion, Corporate Politicians The Board of Education, all should be forbidden The Fort Knox Gold been missing, where is it? As the debt grows I only raise my suspicion So tell me where you spent it? hmm Cuz I know it ain't backed by Gold when you print it f** if you're offended don't listen if you is And if you isn't than its time to get busy Less Actavis more Aktavist, before you reach out better this who you rapping with Mr. GYB, the mother f**in captain its No accident how I'm so accurate 3 Bulls Eyes thats a Taurus with a hat trick Back full circle like Half Cab flips No practice, all over the net like baskets Or rackets, Venus with the back spin I'm amazing, thank you for asking

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