Who’s Better? (Homelander)

Lyrics

[Intro] Crying 'bout shit that is utterly nothing They smile in my face with that brotherly loving And butter me up, but I'm utterly bugging Been eating it up, man, the cutlery cutting A glutton, but fuck it, I'm cutting a rug Double dutching your bullets that's jumping the gun Got the worlds in my hands and you under my thumb And your foot in the grave, I blow without warning, these bitches ain't knowing I cook a grenade Thought you the one, now they dragging you out, guess you thought that's the meaning of pulling your weight Pull out a nine, and I pull what you ate, roll with the Seven, we putting you six in the earth With the rest of your clique in the dirt, gеt that work, and then put in a hearse, bitch! [Verse 1] Blеd for the belt, now I'm back to defend it I said I was better, my back wasn't in it Back to remind you this rapping, I'm different I left you alive, now I'm back here to finish *Sigh, sigh, sigh* God, it feels good to be back, I've ascended Went neck first, and I strangled my limits My legs perched, watch me dangle these bitches Fuck is a hurdle? I'd rather just murder Turn up-turn up, bitches, I nap in a furnace Taxidermy minions mantled - how I murk 'em, a- -rrivedercy, the madness unfurling, uh My humanity rapidly curdled, cap How they talking, but actually nervous, my Tried restraint, but it's actually hurting to Life is so hard, you should have me unburden you Oh, don't motivate 'cause everyone thinking they holding aces, then draw Bitch, fuck did you think would happen when a semi meet demi-god? Left 'em messy, son, I hit like a semi-truck, dead already, I keep swinging to send a message Level-headed not my genetics of the spectrum, so why the hell would I be bent at all Why the hell would I placate If I can just as easily lay waste Look at me with a straight face If we trade places, you would handle this shit in the same way But hey, I am him So it's me in here picking up pieces Literally tibia, fibula, femurs Literally, bitch, you gon' visit the reaper, literally [Interlude] Alright, ho-ho-ho! I see you back there! Alright! (I love you Homelander!) No, you! OK, alright, well, I know there's people out there that think, you know, we're all equal, hahaha! [Chorus] I'm better when it come to killing these bitches I'm better when it come to spitting these lyrics I'm better when it come to doing big shit I'm better when it come to making these moves I'm better when it come to making this music I'm better when it come to shaking this roof I'm better when it come to making shit boom I'm better, just know I'm better [Verse 2] How you think you gonna level the devil See how the eye get to t-t-t-t A hella hellish sign, your life is in peril Would be the hero or get buried with medals I'm rose petals, while the dirt on you, settles No open coffin, had your head in a fraction Red dot, hit your wig with a decimal Milk man, milk man, I'm fiending a bit I might hit up your bitch for some breakfast, ah Talking that big talk, but you come around, and I ain't seeing you flexing, ah You in the jungle now, this the Amazon, and you ain't got no Alexa, ah You say you're more famous when you're dead, bitch, I'm 'bout to triple your projections, ah Tell me who's stopping this Bet I'm dropping the bitch that's gon' top your list All 'em talking, they sitting, just popping shit Use to listen, but, bitch, I am auditing I ain't know who I was 'till I caught a glimpse I ain't human, but I ain't being walking it I'mma show 'em that, bitch, I want all of it I'mma show 'em that, bitch, I want all of it If you want to bear the cross, better bring a pallbreaker Small error, but a tall order leave 'em all deader If you check me on the off-side, leave you off center Even when I'm on an off, night do it all better I would listen to the high road, talking small letters Realized it was big gap, now I'm tall terror Fuck seven eight nine, you can send in all ten, and I'mma make 'em all kneel, God make a god bend [Chorus] I'm better when it come to killing these bitches I'm better when it come to spitting these lyrics I'm better when it come to doing big shit I'm better when it come to making these moves I'm better when it come to making this music I'm better when it come to shaking this roof I'm better when it come to making shit boom I'm better, just know I'm better