Rex Razor - Führer und Reichskanzler lyrics

SONG TITLE: Führer und Reichskanzler ARTISTE: REX RAZOR WRITTEN BY: REX RAZOR I'm the king that brings hell To yo kingdom I'm the bee that stings Swelling yo freedom I'm that planet you can't survive in Go ask NASA why the first lady's smiling I'm the reason George Bush hides in the Bushes Smoking Kush screaming Laura what's up Combine Obama and Osama And my name will come up I'm the reason Goodluck's momma Yelling son be patient Step in the bank, fly the ranks Next you'll hear Bang I got them ladies falling, the money I be spending All these rappers crawling Me and my crew be balling Straight to Buckingham palace, yeah snatch the crown Melt it, sell it watch me feed them hungry kids Set the oil rigs on fire Chicken, pork, these rulers, they fake We be barbequing Call Martha Steward-say we done Baby start cleaning Tell the whole world I'm back Rex Razor be me They never saw me coming I got ma foes running The light in me shines bright They guts all burning You see them wheels spinning We in yo hood rolling I can see yo honies Cummin' 9 months later they be pushing CHORUS: BOSS: hello! HENCHMAN (over the phone): He's coming for you Boss, everybody is dead Boss! Everybody! Blood everywhere! BOSS: what tha hell you talkin' about, what about them mercenaries and them sorcerers … HENCHMAN (over the phone): All dead Boss, flesh hanging everywhere! Flesh f*ckin' everywhere… BOSS: what! What? Wait, hang on… what about my money… HENCHMAN (over the phone): He took it all Boss, the gold, the platinum! Run for your life Boss…no! no!!! noooo!!! (Gun shots) BOSS: hello, hello, hello! Rex Razor, if you can hear me man we can talk things out… Rap 2 Only one number in ma contact G.O.D While you flying, hunting boy at night Don't mess with me I'm that lion that can't be harnessed Strong like Michael Parness From thrash bin Been through hell, now a cash king I spread ma wings Ring the bell, here, keep them blings They pooping in the ring I'm laughing up in Beijing, Chopsticks Baby, come have some Chow Mein I make the world wet like the rain, I drop it hot You make your girl wet when you show her ma picture I know this line hit ya Don't u worry I'm no cheater I've got a girl and her name is your brain Bring yo whole crew and amma bring ma kid brother George-X he'll turn Yáll to xmen I know you feel me man I'm the one that hit it man Let's get it on baby, now she ma x-lady I got better things to do, these girls they shady They tried to mess with me, homie I turned off the lights Give'm taste of somethin'new baby day and night They claim they run this town, all I see is dead clown Red noses back down, Rex Razor crushed the crown CHORUS: BOSS: hello! HENCHMAN (over the phone): He's coming for you Boss, everybody is dead Boss! Everybody! Blood everywhere! BOSS: what tha hell you talkin' about, what about them mercenaries and them sorcerers … HENCHMAN (over the phone): All dead Boss, flesh hanging everywhere! Flesh f*ckin' everywhere… BOSS: what! What? Wait, hang on… what about my money… HENCHMAN (over the phone): He took it all Boss, the gold, the platinum! Run for your life Boss…no! no!!! noooo!!! (Gun shots) BOSS: hello, hello, hello! Rex Razor, if you can hear me man we can talk things out… Rap 3 I'm the blade runner, I feed on bread winners Are you a true player, the ball is right behind ya Fifty want them ladies love'm like Pac, Jarule wear bandanna homie feelin'like pac These rappers busy talkin'they mouth like black camels Out o'the tomb I appeared, they hiding in the tunnels Yáll Gadhafis ‘n Saddams I go Obama on ya If you Jay-z on low Key, I go Solange on ya MTV ‘n BET I wake up in the morning sh** on you I'm TMZ I'm Frankenstein monster, eating all you lobsters My saliva so venomous my toothpicks are mobsters I smile like a gangster while I feed on ya Oscars My name is disaster I'll devour your youngsters You can call me master, amma teach you to prosper Spiritually they come, homie All as prepared Individually, eventually they attacked ‘n evidently I cleared their doubts-yeah This is no conspiracy Best take it literally, I shot'm individually To me they ain't family; I'm riding with the heavenlies! Outro: Every shooting star is a dying star The brighter you spark, the faster you burn baby One love to all the independent ballers, indie! Rex Razor! You know how we get down ha-ha Yeah! Yeah sh**'s getting major… And we out @therealRexRazor Www.reverbnation.com/rexrazor Www.fb.com/rexrazor1