Flying Lotus - Omen lyrics

[Verse 1:] Got me greedy as f**, like my initials are I.R.S f** you conscience I dare you to talk sh** again I'll pop you like balloon n***as taking supplements I'll have your place next to f**ing Kanye in the wet cement Cut the flame on it cut the time by 10 percent Let it f**ing dry, watch Whitney cry Because her high never came down Looking like aborted fetuses in an ultrasound What the f** you gone say now? I don't give two f**s, yea Imma dip b**h Gone with the wind like. skin cells to your leprosy Got em' long faced like Triple H did the pedigree Got em' roasted like the feels of f**ing mustard gas. Instead of me Maybe I'm in hell and I'm f**ing Hitler's dad Karmaloop Shoot some bullets at me while I'm launching nukes Look at these knees Not the bees I'll f**ing slaughter you [Sample:] Not the bees! [Verse 2:] Light a fire up my a** I'm the f**ing wicker man And another Burning man So tell me who's greater than I'm the known El Capitan Not a Murphy could be sicker then Not even earth-bound I'm the man behind the breeding ground Dancing round sh**. like I'm Mr. Six. and I invented sound Causing riffs in time like Slash with eight arms and a couple mouths Peep some rappers famous s**ing dick like they need a crown I go toe to toe disintegrate your face and run for more Even Mj's nose knows when he prays for f** the help not even d**h could f**ing stop me Got me burning senseis like a handful of wasabi I'll make another f**in storm like the Phoenix couldn't bother me