M4rk - Rapzilla lyrics

(Verse 1) Oh damn, I can feel the beat. Oh man, I reach you he. The skills are too fly. My hills are too high. But I made rap-tor, and killed the sh*t. Now capture this moment, still ill as that. I am mad and glad that I am. The resource of this album. And the source of this flow my mind comes up. So I ma sum up some bars, some-some songs, for this sh*t. So I can flame sh*t and name this Rapzilla, And rap till I die. Rap till I m tide. Rap Till I find. Rap Till I am high. So you know I place the bars. I am a Martian from Mars. Come on look at these scars. Took it from wars. I am a lyrical criminal. But the minimal lyrics are here. The spirits have fear. They are afraid. Slay and then raid the whole stream and my dream. My friend vomits, so I scream. So then I buy Ice cream. I am moving away like an ebb. That's my flow, I ma catch you in the web. “Don't kill me.” b*tch I ma break a leg. That uncle (un-kill is one kill) is dead. So wait let me take another peg of non-alchoholic wine. I ma rip your wallet alright? Let me sip on some gin. I ma fix this sh*t. The tricks are this. I am killin this sh*t. I am villainous and this. I am spilling this sh*t. The cement is hard and this sh*t. I will kill this verse. You will be a hearse. I ma spit in reverse. Keep Evil love, attack slips look, spit. tuck skull O' sausage(haha) So you know I am lyricist. In my lyrics I am pissed. Here's my first, b*tch. Hit with the big switch. Your eyes will twitch, No way, screw this and I knew it, That I will blow your mind, And I blew it. F*ck I am crazy. HAHAHA you see me. Greatest on the sea. I don't smoke weed. I smoke sea weed. (Chorus) then you feel like a rap-zilla Even the Godzilla, Then you feel like a rap-zilla, Even a god-killer, (I am the motherfu*king rap god) then you feel like a rap-zilla Even the Attila, Then you feel like a rap-zilla, Even a psychopath killer, (I am the motherfu*king rap god) (Verse 2) Oh, wait a minute, I am the senate, Gotta finish, the verse, this is a curse, My victims, in a hearse, first: with the force of the devil's remorse, or the Morse code, of the Norse gods. The gun goes, blazing. Racin my pace and now they facin the demons. Breaking, the world is shaking, You are mistaking Me for being a lunatic. Your life is taken. But in brief, I ma kill all the mischief. Who's the Chief, Grass-hopper, get off leaf. Don't try, or I'll try to start a beef. I slap off your teeth of your mouth. Your girl going south. I'm here checking your whereabouts. I am there-and-out. My rap skills are fu*king routh. I am grabbin the mic, I am jabbin with the scythe. You blabbin that's right. You f*ggots, I am not watchu like. Cause you don't deserve this strike. I am gonna ignite, with the tarantula bite. I am biggest, because, I am a bigot. I don't want to talk about the figure of the liquor. I am sickest. I am finest, finna, be the fittest, And the littest. Let me talk about of the habit of me. Having a lethal blow and go the leap of turning to a rap god. Have not? It's a big plot of hip-pop Vevo making songs look like kidz bop. I ma sick individual, When I am on the mic I am a criminal. With the similar flow of the gods tho. And maybe the vocals, If you float then here you go. Cuz when I murder you track, You'll be having the nightmare. (Chorus) then you feel like a rap-zilla Even the Godzilla, Then you feel like a rap-zilla, Even a god-killer, (I am the motherfu*king rap god) then you feel like a rap-zilla Even the attila, Then you feel like a rap-zilla, Even a psychopath killer, (I am the motherfu*king rap god) (Verse 3) I feel so crazy that, I might add 6 minutes more, This leaf (reverse leaf) is waving, I might spit tricks alright. "You talk in to accent", let me give you acid for you drink. You're gonna pass out before you blink. So let me break this ting. Cuz I feel like the grand-child of busta rhymes. NWA, I ma bust the rhymes. Run-DMC so I ma run the MC that I am. So don't leave me outcasted. I am the hero in this thing you casted. So let me fall by taking heroin, that's classic. What? I am drunk see? I wanna to be on Wu-tang EEH! I am happy, should I put ten more bars. I am in the lion's den so hah. I spit a verse you'll be dyin. So let me riot this sh*t. Dangerous and nuclear I am plus anger is my nucleus. Thus I ma rip this sh*t. You better drip and sip.(birds and car sound with static) You better take a fu*king beer. Or you'll disa-fu*king-pear. So I am the tiger, you are the fu*king deer. So you gonna die, I am the biter, I'll throw a fu*king spear. Please call me the rap Shakespeare. I ma break you and you are here. So don't stare and fu*king sneer at me. You think you are a Moti. You are gay, h*mophobic. Nothin' bad about that, you act super-famous like your Modi. You don't know what My Name Is. You don't know how lame is your song. Let me tell you and brake this verse. And put an acceleration of time and rhyme. You don't know how I fu*king made this. The fu*king sake is. You'll puke. Ew! Ew! Pew! Guns got bullets. Don't lose. The screw is in you, so pull it. (Chorus) then you feel like a rap-zilla Even the Godzilla, Then you feel like a rap-zilla, Even a god-killer, (I am the motherfu*king rap god) then you feel like a rap-zilla Even the Attila, Then you feel like a rap-zilla, Even a psychopath killer, (I am the motherfu*king rap god)