King and a Kut-throat - Deadcatbounce. lyrics

[Verse 1 - JC Assa**in] Born abandoned, had to get examined Bounced like a dead cat's hand on the Titanic Bringing Assa**in, back talk to backgammon By the way, all of you weak rappers practicing famine Me, King & Deevil collapsing a**holes ain't a challenge Just invite your friends, they will come to an understanding So much pressure, we crystallized a whole planet Cause they hypnotized, minimized their companions Upcoming songwriter and I'm hot like bonfires Pull up in hotwire, and I pull an all nighter I done k**ed the rap game, took it with no permission I can go ballistic, I don't need no a**istance Had to get KING and Kut Throat to get to this position It's gonna be futile like any kind of resistance After Jay Dayer dropping his verse, you ain't existing This track was so crazy, my k**ers will go the distance f** her in the p**y, make her walk like an Egyptian They don't always agree with me like terms and conditions Already left, they say you gotta right to your opinion Cabinet drug store, all of them been prescription Don't trust Tinder, they ain't nothing like description Yes, I'm a musician, just like your prediction Yes, you are forgiven, scalpel incision Yes, I got the grand, I'm the man like demolition Hate going on dates where her funds are insufficient Crossing me, Jay & Deevil like a superstition Three black cats go blat-blat with the ammunition I hit up these n***as, told ‘em give 'em the definition That's why I got Deevil and the Young Toronto When I see n***as falling off, I hit 'em up pronto Young mulatto Soprano, this rap real life Pica**o [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2 - Young Toronto] It's Young Toronto, what more can I say? f** tomorrow I'm the KING of today Y'all hobbit n***as running, I'm the Lord of the ring; Ca**ius Clay No other n***as stand in my way How could you argue and say That I'm not the top 5 OAT, really it's no debate I'm on some next level sh** as you can see Like Sean reppin Detroit on Holy Key Spent a couple years in Motown That's part of the attitude you see in me Girl wanted to have s** with me Oral or an*l girl, what would it be? She said getting oral would make her whole day Getting an*l would make her hole weak Gotta get that lubrication, I'm f**ing up the whole nation All these stupid a** relations giving me a burning sensation Doctor said I almost got the clap then I said “bullsh**” He said “C'mon buddy, buddy c'mon buddy, buddy c'mon Yo, you best protect ya dick He's was not one to argue with, but I didn't Didn't listen, ended up humiliated Who'd know he knew his sh**? All he wanted was to guide this kid Away from the dangers that persist bu*t f** it I'm cuming from behind to f** the globe I don't know how in the world it'll manage though Face the fact I got it giving fel**tio in the back of a Tahoe Everyone giving deep throat when they meet the KING and Kut Throat I touch the road in a Nissan Rogue While you tricked thinking Buicks ain't for old folks Earlier I grabbed the cash, now I'm on that dead cat bounce Grandpa taught me to make money by selling it per quarter ounce He said watch out for the snakes, at any moment they can pounce Like Jada I keep the gra** cut so I can shoot em out King of Zamunda like Luda, that's the Word Of Mouf Fighting dirty with a grenade and take your whole clique out That goes for anybody tryna come f** up our side I can tell the fugazi from the ones who say they down to ride I'm taking the time to explain to y'all when I could be getting fried Telling y'all about what really goes on in the "6 side” Getting a young OG's views from Toronto As long as you Jay you'll be safe in Toronto I don't know why Drake's the star of Toronto 90 percent of the time he ain't in Toronto I'm just tryna tell this man to stop being macho That's all I gotta say we'll finish talking when I see you on the road… [Instrumental Break] [Drum Roll] [Verse 3 - The Deevil's Advocate] Nah, this ain't a phase b**h, it's your favorite emo edgelord Falling off like Gollum at the precipice, reaching for The Ring My average masterpieces are hard to look at afterward— Like Precious crawling through your TV screen, when her father knocked her up again–insert F-word Seven days and nine months later, Brenda threw away the baby with it's teething ring OxyContin-mouth, you can catch me in the first chapter of the Bible Coiled around a tree harder than Sonny Bono, electrifying like I'm Tesla's disciple Leif to say the shadow of the valley of d**h is a crease in my palm, resonant evil, straight libel Expressly re-orient your Views, now bow in the pews and tell me who the real 666 god is Train your pain receptors, swam from Belgium to Olympus in a straight jacket, flawless Drop you from the roof of the house and watch that dead cat bounce down, like it jumped off the street Left him pale white, twenty one top gun kamikaze pilots salute at the GI's, this is the cobra's retaliation I write rap to make you afraid to use your eyes again This is the type of rap the devil would rise to condemn My rap looks to plunge the game into millenniums of darkness, descend, so you never see a sunset again Substance abuse interventions turn to eight hour exorcisms The Blair Witch Trials Rider, Parr for the course— Just check the cellar—sacerdotal confession's out of the question, I have nothing left to give him The inveterate paragraph crafter back at it, couldn't break a habit if it were a 50 dollar bill All in, counting cards and stacking chips, similar to bodies piling on the gra**y knoll like Jack and Jill More bars than f**ing alcoholics, burning rubber, with more tracks than Suge Night's road k** Broken down in the emergency lane on the highway to hell Officers tripping over gra** like they're really tumbling down a hill, might as well Fell off into the fire lake, watch this dead cat bounce back like Anakin, my d**h knell I'm rapping straight from Revelations, meaning I came after Luke, how could I be the father? That elementary school play you call your ‘music video' was as lifeless as Casey Anthony's daughter You rappers lease sports cars like mid-life crisis is contagious I switch whips ten times a day, like an indecisive dominatrix Insurance is overrated, but speaking of gambling, I'm tempting fate and flirting with d**h Playing Russian roulette with a single shot Berretta, karma's being a b**h, won't answer my texts Toronto, JC and I hitting licks, bank lifting and splitting, after Kane's job we constricted the BoA Spraying spasmodically like a spindrift, sequestering simoleons, still simpletons want us DoA Hated by everyone wherever I currently am, loved by whatever self-made cult I currently scam KING and The Kutthroat Range Roaming these streets, Challenge us if you want, can't Dodge a Ram Provoke us and end up ritualistically eviscerated, emotionless like the Mercury in my thermometer My insanity only knows the bounds of Infinity, mind-blowing like Lincoln in his viewing parameter Opened a can of worms like Abraham, read through you like the Abramelim jettisoned in Andromeda Duplicitously pa**ed the lie detector test with flying colors like the Aurora Borealis Don't know what you expected to see, it's Deevil b**h, gore galore and only malice Motherf**er [Outro - JC Assa**in] Watch how this dead cat bounce Watch how this dead cat bounce Watch how this f**ing cat bounce Wa-watch how this dead cat-dead cat...