2.0 Boys Ft. Slaughterhouse And Yelawolf

2.0 Boys Ft. Slaughterhouse And Yelawolf文本歌词

Ryan's a homicidal misfit, I write the solution of biophysics

On the side of a cliff in some hieroglyphics

This my admission to having violent psychotic wit

Devour, polish it, politics

By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip

I like writing, but I will stick this pencil in your ass

Before I write your ****, pause, inhaling hella kush

Us and Yelawolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push

Felons, crooks, going door-to-door

Like we selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mushed

Now my ***** a dancer, I'm about as sick as cancer

If you could swallow my style, you'd probably rip your pants up

If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody

It probably will smell like cologne made out of bits of panther

They call me Anchorman, I hold down the ship

Leave you ****** floating in water, then go and drown a fish

****, I'm ****ing heinous, I make you ****ing famous

Them lead showers is coming, **** is you saying?

****! It's ****ing raining, ****! There's lightning, *****!

It's thundering cause I'm cussing up a storm if you wondering, ****!

****! You couldn't muster up enough thought

To take a dump during a brain fart, chump

If you want urine in your face, all you had to do was say

That you wish you would've just stayed pissed off in the first place

We came to monopolize the game, illuminati is here

Yeah, human oddities, at odds with us, your squad's gotta be

Cause we started out cold in a snowball, we froze

Soon as we rolled up on these hoes, all's we know

Is y'all lowered the bar like limbo, you know who you are

So quit ****ing the dog before we start calling YOU Bizarre

****, screw the pooch, y'all done raped a pitbull

Fell in love with the shih-tzu, this missile's directed directly at you

And this for these hoes who don't know me from a can of paint

You must be huffing, **** a ball sack

If the taints can't take you on a date, you mistake me for a gentleman

You 2000 and late, man, and Will I ain't, I'm the bad guy

Type of guy that will drag five girls up on stage

Pour ice in their pants, and the first one who pees gets a black eye

Must be outta your mind, you think you ****ing with us

Suck on these nuts, *****, hang it up, this game is over

Puffin' loosies, watching \"I Love Lucy\" with Gary Busey

Crazy, how the **** could you son me? I'm Shady

Will there ever come a day when they could slay me?

I don't know, fifth month, black and yellow insect, maybe

'Til then I kill the bad man trying to slay me

Everything you kick weak, your spit kung fughesi

All my homeboys, 2.0 Boys

Nickel, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce

Even if I wanted to quit, I ain't got no choice

Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice

You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist

Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moiss

Bang bang, bang bang, House Gang, chainsaw

Here to kill you pussies, don't ask what we came for

I write until my right arm veins sore

Forearm feel like Thor's arm in a gang war

You hear that? Yaowa, you know who finna fall out

Definitively finish you, my fist take out that eyeball

Piranha mentality with a Jaws bite all night

Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight

Jets and movers, cesspoolers, meth abusers

You step to us, text Rugers to respect the shooters

My men think in sync, roll with the best crew

Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger

Welcome to Nayhood, big in the 'jects, G

Cheated death multiple times without rigging the deck

So I'm well-prepped if you just want war

There will be blood everywhere, you be laying on the Louboutin floor

It's raw, you keeping acting like you don't know Mouse, *****

And you going to need the best doctors, house *****

Guard your jewels and avoid large tools

Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool

Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told

They food for thought's rotten, they gems are fool's gold

Need results from my actions, mistakes I'll exonerate

I'm Martin King staring at a picture of Obama's face

Talking funds, ****** ain't never seen stock

I don't need the key to the game, I pick a mean lock

Must be outta your mind, you think you ****ing with us

Suck on these nuts, *****, hang it up, this game is over

Take off, you invited inside of the mind of

A psychotic rhymer, I'm kind of a (Dahmer)

I'm grinding up rappers are lining up jackers, I'm climbing up ladders

I buy enough clappers to retire you factors, fire at drama

You liars and actors, I'm the genuine article

But read me wrong, get my gun and split you to particles

(The gold hand) Tell me when and I'm there

Not only heir to the throne, but my chair is suspended in air

Stay fly like unlimited fare

You got us pegged wrong, my circle don't fit in with squares

I smell **** and piss, know where it's coming from

You stepped on number two just to be number one

Now I'm a step on you, bring it to your yard

Bogart for arts, we go hard

You frauds just blow hard like broads, I coast guard the West

I'm Mozart, I compose dark **** with no heart

I got Jim Beam in the liver, getting head like clean clippers

With haters on my **** like a jeans zipper

When I throw up 16's like I drink liquor

You think you seen sick? Well, *****, you ain't seen sicker

Than a cracker that will hop around in a hospital gown

Popping the trunk, my pump will stay cocking the round

I **** logs and I piss river brown

Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile

And that's as close as I get to a pyramid

****, they think I'm Illuminati, so ****ing ignorant

Sick with a grin, here with this pen, so innocent

But when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end

They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing

Skinny-ass pants sagging, it's only yourself you playing

Call me a clown, but you love what the clown's sanging

I'm a freak shows at the county carnival, then you paying

*****, I'm on a trapeze with no legs in the dark

Yelling \"Go Shady!\" Driving slower than an old lady

In an old '89, no piece if you pay me

Give me peace sign on my grill, no Mercedes

I'm getting paid for these shows that I throw lately

Same shows a year ago would have broken most of you crazies

They call me crazy cause I made it

*****, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately

You ain't ****ing with Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce

You don't want to see the Crooked I, well, listen to Ortiz voice

That dirt road hit the 8 Mile, the point oh boys

And if Marshall want me to clap, then, homie, I deploy game over

Yo, I don't think they heard you, tell 'em again

Game over!

2.0 Boys Ft. Slaughterhouse And YelawolfLRC歌词

[00:09.566]Ryan's a homicidal misfit, I write the solution of biophysics

[00:12.626]On the side of a cliff in some hieroglyphics

[00:14.421]This my admission to having violent psychotic wit

[00:17.073]Devour, polish it, politics

[00:18.485]By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip

[00:21.071]I like writing, but I will stick this pencil in your ass

[00:23.658]Before I write your ****, pause, inhaling hella kush

[00:26.471]Us and Yelawolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push

[00:29.720]Felons, crooks, going door-to-door

[00:32.241]Like we selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mushed

[00:34.653]Now my ***** a dancer, I'm about as sick as cancer

[00:37.106]If you could swallow my style, you'd probably rip your pants up

[00:39.656]If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody

[00:41.982]It probably will smell like cologne made out of bits of panther

[00:44.576]They call me Anchorman, I hold down the ship

[00:47.181]Leave you ****** floating in water, then go and drown a fish

[00:49.503]****, I'm ****ing heinous, I make you ****ing famous

[00:51.927]Them lead showers is coming, **** is you saying?

[00:54.002]****! It's ****ing raining, ****! There's lightning, *****!

[00:56.679]It's thundering cause I'm cussing up a storm if you wondering, ****!

[00:59.204]****! You couldn't muster up enough thought

[01:01.096]To take a dump during a brain fart, chump

[01:03.208]If you want urine in your face, all you had to do was say

[01:05.627]That you wish you would've just stayed pissed off in the first place

[01:08.065]We came to monopolize the game, illuminati is here

[01:10.883]Yeah, human oddities, at odds with us, your squad's gotta be

[01:13.922]Cause we started out cold in a snowball, we froze

[01:16.179]Soon as we rolled up on these hoes, all's we know

[01:18.815]Is y'all lowered the bar like limbo, you know who you are

[01:21.016]So quit ****ing the dog before we start calling YOU Bizarre

[01:23.677]****, screw the pooch, y'all done raped a pitbull

[01:25.641]Fell in love with the shih-tzu, this missile's directed directly at you

[01:28.828]And this for these hoes who don't know me from a can of paint

[01:31.245]You must be huffing, **** a ball sack

[01:32.608]If the taints can't take you on a date, you mistake me for a gentleman

[01:35.904]You 2000 and late, man, and Will I ain't, I'm the bad guy

[01:38.815]Type of guy that will drag five girls up on stage

[01:40.515]Pour ice in their pants, and the first one who pees gets a black eye

[01:43.803]Must be outta your mind, you think you ****ing with us

[01:45.803]Suck on these nuts, *****, hang it up, this game is over

[01:48.704]Puffin' loosies, watching \"I Love Lucy\" with Gary Busey

[01:51.040]Crazy, how the **** could you son me? I'm Shady

[01:53.671]Will there ever come a day when they could slay me?

[01:55.517]I don't know, fifth month, black and yellow insect, maybe

[01:58.655]'Til then I kill the bad man trying to slay me

[02:01.096]Everything you kick weak, your spit kung fughesi

[02:03.681]All my homeboys, 2.0 Boys

[02:06.094]Nickel, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce

[02:08.730]Even if I wanted to quit, I ain't got no choice

[02:11.116]Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice

[02:13.880]You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist

[02:16.204]Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moiss

[02:18.767]Bang bang, bang bang, House Gang, chainsaw

[02:21.425]Here to kill you pussies, don't ask what we came for

[02:23.378]I write until my right arm veins sore

[02:26.142]Forearm feel like Thor's arm in a gang war

[02:28.440]You hear that? Yaowa, you know who finna fall out

[02:30.777]Definitively finish you, my fist take out that eyeball

[02:33.346]Piranha mentality with a Jaws bite all night

[02:35.753]Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight

[02:38.527]Jets and movers, cesspoolers, meth abusers

[02:40.729]You step to us, text Rugers to respect the shooters

[02:43.596]My men think in sync, roll with the best crew

[02:45.653]Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger

[02:48.389]Welcome to Nayhood, big in the 'jects, G

[02:50.742]Cheated death multiple times without rigging the deck

[02:52.742]So I'm well-prepped if you just want war

[02:54.880]There will be blood everywhere, you be laying on the Louboutin floor

[02:57.989]It's raw, you keeping acting like you don't know Mouse, *****

[03:00.730]And you going to need the best doctors, house *****

[03:03.266]Guard your jewels and avoid large tools

[03:05.266]Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool

[03:07.814]Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told

[03:10.302]They food for thought's rotten, they gems are fool's gold

[03:12.841]Need results from my actions, mistakes I'll exonerate

[03:15.366]I'm Martin King staring at a picture of Obama's face

[03:18.243]Talking funds, ****** ain't never seen stock

[03:20.481]I don't need the key to the game, I pick a mean lock

[03:22.878]Must be outta your mind, you think you ****ing with us

[03:24.919]Suck on these nuts, *****, hang it up, this game is over

[03:27.717]Take off, you invited inside of the mind of

[03:30.423]A psychotic rhymer, I'm kind of a (Dahmer)

[03:32.314]I'm grinding up rappers are lining up jackers, I'm climbing up ladders

[03:34.931]I buy enough clappers to retire you factors, fire at drama

[03:37.927]You liars and actors, I'm the genuine article

[03:40.106]But read me wrong, get my gun and split you to particles

[03:42.680](The gold hand) Tell me when and I'm there

[03:45.329]Not only heir to the throne, but my chair is suspended in air

[03:48.217]Stay fly like unlimited fare

[03:49.958]You got us pegged wrong, my circle don't fit in with squares

[03:52.484]I smell **** and piss, know where it's coming from

[03:55.129]You stepped on number two just to be number one

[03:57.826]Now I'm a step on you, bring it to your yard

[04:00.141]Bogart for arts, we go hard

[04:01.933]You frauds just blow hard like broads, I coast guard the West

[04:05.142]I'm Mozart, I compose dark **** with no heart

[04:07.761][Yelawolf]

[04:07.830]I got Jim Beam in the liver, getting head like clean clippers

[04:10.566]With haters on my **** like a jeans zipper

[04:12.454]When I throw up 16's like I drink liquor

[04:15.189]You think you seen sick? Well, *****, you ain't seen sicker

[04:17.493]Than a cracker that will hop around in a hospital gown

[04:19.706]Popping the trunk, my pump will stay cocking the round

[04:22.298]I **** logs and I piss river brown

[04:24.856]Cause I drink creek water and spit the river Nile

[04:27.316]And that's as close as I get to a pyramid

[04:29.782]****, they think I'm Illuminati, so ****ing ignorant

[04:32.253]Sick with a grin, here with this pen, so innocent

[04:34.653]But when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end

[04:37.105]They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing

[04:39.579]Skinny-ass pants sagging, it's only yourself you playing

[04:42.283]Call me a clown, but you love what the clown's sanging

[04:44.791]I'm a freak shows at the county carnival, then you paying

[04:47.267]*****, I'm on a trapeze with no legs in the dark

[04:49.635]Yelling \"Go Shady!\" Driving slower than an old lady

[04:52.180]In an old '89, no piece if you pay me

[04:54.791]Give me peace sign on my grill, no Mercedes

[04:57.132]I'm getting paid for these shows that I throw lately

[04:59.783]Same shows a year ago would have broken most of you crazies

[05:02.418]They call me crazy cause I made it

[05:04.416]*****, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately

[05:07.095]You ain't ****ing with Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce

[05:09.782]You don't want to see the Crooked I, well, listen to Ortiz voice

[05:11.924]That dirt road hit the 8 Mile, the point oh boys

[05:14.193]And if Marshall want me to clap, then, homie, I deploy game over

[05:16.970]Yo, I don't think they heard you, tell 'em again

[05:19.319]Game over!