Lyrics

[Hook] Praying this music contagious Praying these haters is patient Praying these players is changing Praying this paper's courageous Deadline Turn a wasteman breakfast to his bedtime Turn a wasteman dinner to his headline Chasing paper they tryna get mine! [Verse One] They ain't find me in the pentagon Your money small like a leprechaun If my money tall, well, y'all catchin' on I'm still shinin', nobody flexin' on Pray they dated, pray this haters hated That mean they done play it, kinda really faded Kinda really jaded, kinda really shaded I invaded her space and she barricaded Sending applications to my foundation They found Satan? Tell him I'm waiting And the operation was a success Congratulations, you made the finesse Oh, now I'm talking forreal This that gangsta whatever you feel All of my pistols is pistols So much pressure I could make crystals! [Hook] [Verse Two] Y'all lying hoes, Pinocchio Have a puppet show at your cousin's home It's a rodeo, y'all on the dashboard I'mma ask for coke from Columbia, no passport I remember being younger, I remember being simple Paralyzing people, partners popping like pimples Y'all know we way special, check the statistic I'm obviously known to go ballistic I knew this little boy, he was autistic So he don't talk shit about my sadistic No simplistic, that's unrealistic I'm way too vicious to list all of your characteristics Sending ballers to the therapist, terrorist sickness To me, you rappers is hilarious, witness My flow is extraordinary, sending rappers to the cemetery Parental adversary, we ain't need no commentary Necessary to tell you that I'm legendary Very scary, had 11 bitches on my dictionary Verses, my curses in cursive, curb and the urges It's urging to be so urban, I'm swerving in the suburban Pick up the bourbon, it's a burden to be a Tim Burton I'm burping these babies, determined the service Check the anatomy, you would have to be my majesty To pass the academy, popping caps out the rhapsody! [Bridge] They expect forgiveness They expect resistance They know me to be delicious But they expect it to be nutritious I'm not very religious Made 'em pray for my business I'm steady feelin' ambitious G15 make 'em flip like a gymnast [Verse Three - Gamemast15r] I'm G15, hotter than your sweet sixteen I reach pristine, and punch you through your PC screen You better run when you see me scream Or imma punch you in the nose til you bleed peach cream I'm ill enough to buy your girl for a buck fifty I duck quickly during shootouts in the rough city I ain't goin' out like that, I ain't Cypress Hill And I ain't gonna kill you, but you know that my snipers will Put one through your forehead, leave you on the floor dead And throw your blood across your car until the windshield wiper spills Me & JC are going crazy, trench coats and M60s Your chain, your pride, better get rid of them quickly Don't be a brain surgeon, don't be a smart ass Cause I'm a fucking insane person and I'll shatter you like your part glass Desert Eag in each hand, I'mma run up in your building Ayo Eminem's good, but G15 is for the children Now it's occurred to me that to kill evil, you'd have to murder me Hell I'll travel back in time and shoot my mom just so you haven't heard of me JC said this was braggadocios, but I have nothing to brag about I want to get caught by police, that's why I don't mask my sounds When I break in houses, so I can go out shooting Suicide by cop or I get out by looting I don't have 50 Cents, but I do have a game plan Peel your cap so bad that you're gonna need a brain scan [Hook]