Lumberjack Lyrics
| Song | Lumberjack |
| Artist | Diabolic |
| Album | The Disconnect |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Sean George | |
| 作曲 : Sean George | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I step on stage looking like a lumberjack from east Vermont | |
| Killing the whole underground like tunnel rats in Vietnam | |
| Y’all are ****ing wack shut your trap when we perform | |
| **** your raps, I’m in back puffing wax with Cheech and Chong | |
| Girls everywhere, front to back in cheetah thongs | |
| Rumps as fat as Nia Long’s or some of that Latina porn | |
| They want my seed, they love the fact my d**k forms | |
| Inside their uterus and becomes a rapper’s demon spawn | |
| So pack your weed in bongs feel the **** and break a sweat | |
| Chill reclining waiting for that psilocybin to take effect | |
| Cloud nine this silver lining’s the greatest yet | |
| But if you ain’t saying yes I’m the illest rhyming save your breath | |
| Whoever’s waving TECs I’m killing guys with bayonets | |
| No one you know sprays unless they’re filling nines with Nasonex | |
| Wait a sec I’m just killing time making threats | |
| Today I get to murder these space cadets like Jason X | |
| Place your bets will I live the dream and be the goat | |
| Or do I have to flip a scheme ‘bout triple beams and ki’s of coke | |
| Do I need to boast ‘bout limousines and legal notes | |
| Hey, what if I skateboard in skinny jeans and eat a roach | |
| How about being **** and intravenous lethal dose | |
| To give the fiends whose inner demons didn’t see what means the most | |
| That’s my team’s approach, did our thing and run the shit | |
| Sipping drinks, puffing spliffs, middle fingers up like this.. | |
| [Hook] | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Party people nobody’s ****ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Emcees nobody’s ****ing with me, come on | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| B-boys nobody’s ****ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Let them know nobody’s ****ing with me, nah | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Yo, I’m about to quit, I’m giving up, I hate the scene | |
| ‘Cause fake friends are switching up it isn’t what they make it seem | |
| So here’s a d**k to suck, lick my balls and taint between | |
| My d**kack and a*****es it’s been a month since they’ve been cleaned | |
| And I don’t give a **** I’m twisting up this strain of green | |
| In the cut liquored up with a slut I reign supreme | |
| And I don’t need to spend a million bucks to chase the dream | |
| ‘Cause my d**k’s enough to make b*****s blush like Maybelline | |
| I just make up schemes stunting niggaz stacking gwap | |
| That’s word to the custom fitted platinum watch I haven’t got | |
| My life has sucked a bit a struggle with a tragic plot | |
| But who cares I’m loving it double fisting 'Gnac and Scotch | |
| Bag of pot on some other shit an astronaut | |
| Abducting chicks all aboard the mothership to planet rock | |
| My DJ’s running shit we pack the spot | |
| More nights ‘round tables than the government in Camelot | |
| I ain’t clapping shots or cutting bricks for crack to cop | |
| Pushed the Geto Boys like a publicist for Rap-a-Lot | |
| I’m the aftershock of Rakim, G Rap and Pac | |
| Upper echelon, to me Travis Scott’s a laughing stock | |
| Among other up-and-coming rappers that just dropped | |
| Luckily for y’all it don’t matter if you’re wack or not | |
| All that matters is the fashion on your Magnavox | |
| Having gwap and flashing, I am living in a paradox | |
| It has to stop so I’ma smoke chugging Bud Light | |
| And **** up more relationships than Joe Budden’s love life | |
| Haters flip, all these pole hugging b*****s might | |
| Get vaginoplasty b*****s so ****ing uptight.. | |
| [Hook] | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Party people nobody’s ****ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Emcees nobody’s ****ing with me, come on | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| B-boys nobody’s ****ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Tell Kweli nobody’s ****ing with me, nah |
| zuo ci : Sean George | |
| zuo qu : Sean George | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I step on stage looking like a lumberjack from east Vermont | |
| Killing the whole underground like tunnel rats in Vietnam | |
| Y' all are ing wack shut your trap when we perform | |
| your raps, I' m in back puffing wax with Cheech and Chong | |
| Girls everywhere, front to back in cheetah thongs | |
| Rumps as fat as Nia Long' s or some of that Latina porn | |
| They want my seed, they love the fact my d k forms | |
| Inside their uterus and becomes a rapper' s demon spawn | |
| So pack your weed in bongs feel the and break a sweat | |
| Chill reclining waiting for that psilocybin to take effect | |
| Cloud nine this silver lining' s the greatest yet | |
| But if you ain' t saying yes I' m the illest rhyming save your breath | |
| Whoever' s waving TECs I' m killing guys with bayonets | |
| No one you know sprays unless they' re filling nines with Nasonex | |
| Wait a sec I' m just killing time making threats | |
| Today I get to murder these space cadets like Jason X | |
| Place your bets will I live the dream and be the goat | |
| Or do I have to flip a scheme ' bout triple beams and ki' s of coke | |
| Do I need to boast ' bout limousines and legal notes | |
| Hey, what if I skateboard in skinny jeans and eat a roach | |
| How about being and intravenous lethal dose | |
| To give the fiends whose inner demons didn' t see what means the most | |
| That' s my team' s approach, did our thing and run the shit | |
| Sipping drinks, puffing spliffs, middle fingers up like this. . | |
| Hook | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Party people nobody' s ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Emcees nobody' s ing with me, come on | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| B-boys nobody' s ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Let them know nobody' s ing with me, nah | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Yo, I' m about to quit, I' m giving up, I hate the scene | |
| ' Cause fake friends are switching up it isn' t what they make it seem | |
| So here' s a d k to suck, lick my balls and taint between | |
| My d kack and a es it' s been a month since they' ve been cleaned | |
| And I don' t give a I' m twisting up this strain of green | |
| In the cut liquored up with a slut I reign supreme | |
| And I don' t need to spend a million bucks to chase the dream | |
| ' Cause my d k' s enough to make b s blush like Maybelline | |
| I just make up schemes stunting niggaz stacking gwap | |
| That' s word to the custom fitted platinum watch I haven' t got | |
| My life has sucked a bit a struggle with a tragic plot | |
| But who cares I' m loving it double fisting ' Gnac and Scotch | |
| Bag of pot on some other shit an astronaut | |
| Abducting chicks all aboard the mothership to planet rock | |
| My DJ' s running shit we pack the spot | |
| More nights ' round tables than the government in Camelot | |
| I ain' t clapping shots or cutting bricks for crack to cop | |
| Pushed the Geto Boys like a publicist for Rap-a-Lot | |
| I' m the aftershock of Rakim, G Rap and Pac | |
| Upper echelon, to me Travis Scott' s a laughing stock | |
| Among other up-and-coming rappers that just dropped | |
| Luckily for y' all it don' t matter if you' re wack or not | |
| All that matters is the fashion on your Magnavox | |
| Having gwap and flashing, I am living in a paradox | |
| It has to stop so I' ma smoke chugging Bud Light | |
| And up more relationships than Joe Budden' s love life | |
| Haters flip, all these pole hugging b s might | |
| Get vaginoplasty b s so ing uptight. . | |
| Hook | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Party people nobody' s ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Emcees nobody' s ing with me, come on | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| B-boys nobody' s ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Tell Kweli nobody' s ing with me, nah |
| zuò cí : Sean George | |
| zuò qǔ : Sean George | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I step on stage looking like a lumberjack from east Vermont | |
| Killing the whole underground like tunnel rats in Vietnam | |
| Y' all are ing wack shut your trap when we perform | |
| your raps, I' m in back puffing wax with Cheech and Chong | |
| Girls everywhere, front to back in cheetah thongs | |
| Rumps as fat as Nia Long' s or some of that Latina porn | |
| They want my seed, they love the fact my d k forms | |
| Inside their uterus and becomes a rapper' s demon spawn | |
| So pack your weed in bongs feel the and break a sweat | |
| Chill reclining waiting for that psilocybin to take effect | |
| Cloud nine this silver lining' s the greatest yet | |
| But if you ain' t saying yes I' m the illest rhyming save your breath | |
| Whoever' s waving TECs I' m killing guys with bayonets | |
| No one you know sprays unless they' re filling nines with Nasonex | |
| Wait a sec I' m just killing time making threats | |
| Today I get to murder these space cadets like Jason X | |
| Place your bets will I live the dream and be the goat | |
| Or do I have to flip a scheme ' bout triple beams and ki' s of coke | |
| Do I need to boast ' bout limousines and legal notes | |
| Hey, what if I skateboard in skinny jeans and eat a roach | |
| How about being and intravenous lethal dose | |
| To give the fiends whose inner demons didn' t see what means the most | |
| That' s my team' s approach, did our thing and run the shit | |
| Sipping drinks, puffing spliffs, middle fingers up like this. . | |
| Hook | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Party people nobody' s ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Emcees nobody' s ing with me, come on | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| B-boys nobody' s ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Let them know nobody' s ing with me, nah | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Yo, I' m about to quit, I' m giving up, I hate the scene | |
| ' Cause fake friends are switching up it isn' t what they make it seem | |
| So here' s a d k to suck, lick my balls and taint between | |
| My d kack and a es it' s been a month since they' ve been cleaned | |
| And I don' t give a I' m twisting up this strain of green | |
| In the cut liquored up with a slut I reign supreme | |
| And I don' t need to spend a million bucks to chase the dream | |
| ' Cause my d k' s enough to make b s blush like Maybelline | |
| I just make up schemes stunting niggaz stacking gwap | |
| That' s word to the custom fitted platinum watch I haven' t got | |
| My life has sucked a bit a struggle with a tragic plot | |
| But who cares I' m loving it double fisting ' Gnac and Scotch | |
| Bag of pot on some other shit an astronaut | |
| Abducting chicks all aboard the mothership to planet rock | |
| My DJ' s running shit we pack the spot | |
| More nights ' round tables than the government in Camelot | |
| I ain' t clapping shots or cutting bricks for crack to cop | |
| Pushed the Geto Boys like a publicist for Rap-a-Lot | |
| I' m the aftershock of Rakim, G Rap and Pac | |
| Upper echelon, to me Travis Scott' s a laughing stock | |
| Among other up-and-coming rappers that just dropped | |
| Luckily for y' all it don' t matter if you' re wack or not | |
| All that matters is the fashion on your Magnavox | |
| Having gwap and flashing, I am living in a paradox | |
| It has to stop so I' ma smoke chugging Bud Light | |
| And up more relationships than Joe Budden' s love life | |
| Haters flip, all these pole hugging b s might | |
| Get vaginoplasty b s so ing uptight. . | |
| Hook | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Party people nobody' s ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Emcees nobody' s ing with me, come on | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| B-boys nobody' s ing with me, I said | |
| Diabolic in the place to be | |
| Tell Kweli nobody' s ing with me, nah |
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