Lyrical Breakdown of TheHumanCentipede - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Ski Mask the Slump God weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "TheHumanCentipede" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Drop my top, said I feel like J. F. Kennedy
She checking out my skin like I've got leprosy, mm
Hamurai 'round me like I caught a fuckin' felony
Sittin' nosebleeds like a coke key, mm
Eat on that bitch like some pork and rinds (Okay)
Brought my dog with me, Adventure Time, mm (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
I put some lean in that lemon-lime, mm (Wet)
I got the sauce, taste like lemon-lime, ayy (Flex, bitch)
Hi, my name's Ryan
I'm in your hood and my face card's good
Shoutout Wifi, shout-out Benny
Shoutout Gabe, shoutout Lawerence
Shoutout X, shoutout Ryan
Shoutout Lil RedDot
Shoutout everybody in Very Rare and Members Only (Hahahaha)
Shoutout to you niggas, hahaha
Ayy-ayy-ayy
Shittin' on you niggas, I'm the fuckin' human centipede (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Shittin' on you like a baby centipede, mm (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy)
Shittin' on you niggas, I'm the fuckin' human centipede (Yuh, bitch)
Shittin' on you like a baby centipede, mm (Ayy, yuh)
Spittin' on the pussy like I stutter or I can't read
And I'm trying to say the name Penelope (Look at my jacket)
Shittin' on you niggas, I'm the fuckin' human centipede (Hey, hey)
Shittin' on you like a baby centipede, uh (Drop that shit)
Drop my top, said I feel like J. F. Kennedy
She checking out my skin like I've got leprosy, mm (Leprosy)
Hamurai 'round me like I caught a fuckin' felony (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Sittin' nosebleeds like a coke key, mm (Coke key, yuh)
Eat on that bih like some pork and rinds, mm (Pork and rind, yuh)
Brought my dog with me, Adventure Time, mm ('Venture Time, ayy)
I got the lean, taste like lemon-lime, mm (Ayy, ayy)
I got the sauce, taste like lemon-lime (Ayy, ayy)
Kuzco's Emperor's New Groove flow, uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Wet paint blue like Newport, uh (Bitch, yuh)
Lilo and Stitch my rental, uh (Ayy, ayy)
Skrrt that bitch like a Benzo (Uh)
I just wanna hit a motherfucker with the stick
Body Harlem shaking, buddy lit him like a Bic
Riding on a lion 'cause I live in Skyrim
Three-point jump shot, ballin', no rim (Ayy, swish)
Uh-huh like swim, swim (Swish), swim
Diamonds on (Swishy)
Swim, swim, swim (Ayy)
Shittin' on 'em
Look at it, look at it, look at it, huh
Look at it, diamonds on
Swim, swim, swim, swim (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yuh)
Shittin' on you niggas, I'm the fuckin' human centipede (Bitch, huh)
Shittin' on you like a baby centipede, mm
Shittin' on you niggas, I'm the fuckin' human centipede (Bitch, yuh)
Shittin' on you like a baby centipede, mm (Yuh)
Spittin' on the pussy like I stutter or I can't read (Ayy, ayy)
And I'm trying to say the name Penelope, mm (Look at my jacket)
Shittin' on you niggas, I'm the fuckin' human centipede (Goyard, Goyard)
Shittin' on you like a baby centipede, uh (My motherfuckin' shit)
Wrist, wrist (Turn it up)
Wrist, wrist ("Life Is Short," "Death Is Long")
I came here with the gas, too (Bitch, haha)
Wrist, wrist (We goin', squad, yuh, we goin', huh)
Wrist, wrist (Keep lyin', gang, gang, we finna get that motherfuckin' money)
Ayy, ayy
Wrist cold, got a runny nose (Ayy, ayy, every color, brother)
Always come back like a boomerang
Stub on that pussy just like it my toe (Stub, stub, stub, stub, yuh, yuh)
Not off a pill (Not off a)
King of the Hill (King of the), just like I'm with it
Nitty-gritty, my bitch pretty (Ayy)
Your bitch a Squidbilly
Captain K'nuckles, belt buckle
Diamonds be healthy like sugar-free
That mean they hittin' (Hit), just they Booker T
Tell me who gon' try to fuck with me