Farhot - Soliloquy lyrics

[Produced by Farhot] [Verse] I left my daddy round '97, he was lazy Couldn't hit the grind but making babies, I'm crazy Smoking bouquet cop it from my n***as pushing daisies Like a romance, push a n***a bu*tons like a program I been on the Jäger for a day-ger watch me slow dance Tough as Conan this the art of barbarian I got four white girls all Aryan I wonder what their daddy think f** 'em, it's a revolution f** it, f** 'em, take a break, let 'em f** each other I ain't your everyday normal brother, p**no lover She savin' children by the low and guzzle, what is muscle? And I'm finessing like I'm Timmy Duncan, win you something Immaculate, this scatter rapping, no pa**ing my blunt Don't you put me on freshman covers, I'm posing with lunch Think they worthy of presence presently pa**ing 'em up No competing with bleachers jogging I'm running a muck Sweet Jesus, I f** around and need a street sweeper Leave the bodies on the cul-de-sac, follow me the cult is back Sippin' on that cognac and that Jim Jones Watching movies like, "Damn, that Vince Vaughn is a funny cat" Fred Claus and the Kelly up in your closet Belly full of smog again, ciggys just make me nauseous Wonder how the f** you let a n***a make you cautious But you jamming out to f**ing Marilyn and Ozzy sh** Ponzi scheme selling everybody dreams k**er like your neighbour, I'm as nice as everybody seems We just breaking bad and my brother serving Walter White Hope he ain't caught with that possession like a poltergeist Momma, where the Priests at? Why we gotta lease that? Why we can't own that? All these fed loaners Ain't no forewarning came bombing and I'm just Vietnam If you gon' be trippin' like a b**h, you should be a mom, see the son