Eleftherios: The Delivery Boy - Saturn lyrics

[Verse 1] Chillin' Hand on the cleaver Watchin' Angry Beavers f** with me You'll get touched worse than when Usher touched Bieber Beard smellin' like citrus High off nitrous Same f**in' party Same f**in' bullsh** Long live Notorious Yeah Break it down I de-throne, I de-crown f** em' up it's goin' down If words hurt then mine k**, I spit lead Get em', I got em' Right through the forehead You can never k** me You can't k** what already dead Have em' shakin' wantin' more like a dope head Im a cancer forever I remain un- read, Yeah Im goin' f**in' delusional Speakin' to a sponge like Percival Break his arm, break his neck In the Ring of Saturn Nacila just mad this sh** personal Motherf**er Im gone [Verse 2] Fresh out the 7th gate Look for me bag of emeralds make a yougin' levitate Smokin' grape ape laced, I love the taste With this blade I decapitate All wack motherf**ers on the premises Im my own namesis D.T.A, everbody is treacherous Been like this since genesis Thank the lord for photosynthesis God bless my recklessness From alpha to omega we take this sh** This isnt rappin' this is a caper Comin' for the crown Kick in the door, spittin' 4 by 4 Gimmie the loot, gimmie the loot, this is an uproar It's time for that gore It's time for that raw Have the rap game lookin' like a scene from saw This that E.C.W. 2K10 pour [Hook] Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor [Verse 3] Reportin' live from planet X The prince you know i'm next Cookin' up hummin' birds for breakfest Stay enlightened like a buddhist The total package like Lex I'ma f**in' star, hit em' with shootin' star press The winner stays on who got next? The flow drop dead gorgeous Turn the mic into a carca**, we can not co-exist Motherf**er I'm gone that's word to my chemist Look for me the antagonist Bow down to the greatest The kids a f**in' narcissist Murder instruments 'till they red blue and black Put em' in body bags In my war parth leave a trail of toe tags High off the power not the sour Word to Nas, the world is ours Motherf**er i'm gone [Hook] Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor