Lord Sizzle - Let It Die lyrics

I felt the bullet in my dome Dandruff in my comb Dressing like a gnome In the Winter we was stoned Boning on her couch, I slip the moaning out her mouth Droning in a stolen chrome, they drove it to my house Got her leaking chromosomes on Mikal Cronin on her blouse Don't condone it for her daddy, he was foaming with his spouse Hovered on his mouse, but her p**y's getting doused And the fortune was aborted 'cause it's Violet f**ing Klaus Bowing out the bout, I'm 'bout to turn these b**hes sauerkraut Flower in my nostrils got a n***a on an hour drought Pickle in a Power Glove Nickels for a copper knuck Duck a couple choppers prematurely put the Sizzle out My b**h just made a cactus out a batch of Ca**ius Clay Steady dash and gashing n***as, cook the hash like Bobby Flay Gra** and pa**ion fruit, I'm flashing off the ashes off my face And them ratchets got them rashes so they only fix my braids Fascists fighting maggots when they b**hing on my television Vidya's for waifus, not a bunch of f**ing Chinese women Especially that panda from Etobicoke Bokeh in her iris when I tell her she can blow me, though And n***as wonder why I don't atone with hoes Probably 'cause my body wouldn't fit inside their f**ing clothes p**y is my generation 'Cause p**y is an aberration bowing to our masturbation