Which One
(专辑: Strangeulation - 2014)
[Verse 1
Godemis:] Yeah, which one of ya idiots claims that ya know me Ya don't have a
clue so back up lil homie My headpiece is heated I
hang with heretics We load up and lock and aim where the
red is And bang where your head is, I
bet y'all will beat it Oh Dean, that's my dog, them words y'all will eat 'em My power circling small, I
think outta the
box And try different angles to wreck tables or not My shot's wet as a
whistle, I'm on fire fam Y'all don't even know that's my column in y'all's diagram Who they want, Godi or Donnie, ya better choose wisely Greet 'em with ketamine and then that Adderall IV, try me Checking to see if the
guy's fearing ya They wishing I
would go stick my dick in the
criteria It's all good, doing the
type of shit y'all wish y'all could Dipping out with skaters through fucking acres in y'all hood [Hook Godemis & (Tech N9ne):] Which (One) You fucking with pick (one) You label this fic(tion) You looking there is (none) is (none) Which (One) You fucking with pick (one) You label this fic(tion) You looking there is (none) is (none) [Verse 2
Murs:] The
story of my twin and I, Pisces not a
Gemini One of us is underwater, other floating in the
sky Highs and the
lows of me, violence in the
poetry My evil twin we going in, I
told him to let go of me (Nigga let go!) Don't let nobody close to me, drunk when I'm not s'posed to be I
take a
sip, start to trip and won't nobody know it's me One bottle Jameson, take it to the
face and then Now I'm talking 'bout the
bodies buried in my basement Spirits talking to me, I
can hear 'em, I
can see 'em too Looking in the
mirror and I
tell 'em it's just me and you One of us is going out, the
one that's always showing out I
put my fist right through the
glass and told that bitch to close his mouth Hand bleeding needing medical attention I'm feeling no pain, I'm in a
whole 'nother dimension Next morning wake up, don't remember shit Bandage on my hand and dirty condom on my dick (Ugh) [Hook] [Verse 3
Tech N9ne:] Pick three and guess what you get, me I'm messed up and sickly The
head is a
mystery, quickly twist T
With a
idiotic mix-ly, hit exotic chicks gee Killing got it history I've become a
scumbag fuckbuddy needed to wipe after She got me and my lady's cum rag, that's just one of the
things I
done bad Like when I
put Dulcolax liquid mixed it within my brother's rum flask I
can make a
love potion, give you the
ocean Then you wake up in a
pit getting instructions on how to rub ya lotion You think I'm joking while listening to Drake's "The Motion" I
put syphilis dick down her throat and that's without her having a
notion I'm playing I
don't dare summon them other suckers That tell me to do bad, there done and them under covers She think the
demon's unfair, Hung wants to love her lover After this verse she's not picking nare, one of them motherfuckers [Hook]