OLYMPIAN

By Scriptz

On MASSACRE

Released on July 19, 2023

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[Verse]

Cat, huh

Cream is purring on my lap, huh

I'm feeling like I kinda had ice sippin' on the droid, feelin' coy

Fishin' for the logic 'hind the seldom-wilted trikey-toys

Back on the motherfuckin' track, with the teary eyed

Hoe who is waiting for my slack

All of the jesters, PH testers acid in this fuckin' lab

I'm like a mad scientist who's suckin' tits while he holds his, cock

Co-co-cock-cock it back for the phantoms who want all my had

Pile of the gold that's shootin' right out of my ass

Rocket jump up above them, I'm flying like I am pan

Peter defeat her I'm seeker, I'll tweak her, I'm fuckin' the world Antarctica land

Cold as ice, cold as ice, I'm walking backwards throw the dice

Dye is cast, name that seal tie it down and break it thrice

Thirty three times and I miss the parot-bite

She repeats what I say and I know she wants it

I know it I'm not what they are like

Like me, like me, I'm on a handed-spree, psyche

Scuttle the ship and then geronimo to the ring now get ready to fight me

I'm on a task for her evil I'm lighting the ring an olympical Nike

Just do it go through it and die you motherfucker bottle it up primadonna a hype beast

Laughin' on the motherfuckin, laughin' on the

Pile gold, I got midas hoes, I'm not right it shows, circa tight the ripe

Wrap it around you neck and let ya hang ya noose

I can't bet it up for the bison woes

I'm metis, I'm waitin', I'm fated to take it back to the church

Burn it down to the dirt ground

Summon the cattle and lead them like sheep to the hell fire

That they dunce learned to surround

Pile gold, I got midas hoes, I'm not right it shows, circa tight the ripe

Wrap it around you neck and let ya hang ya noose

I can't bet it up for the bison woes

I'm metis, I'm waitin', I'm fated to take it back to the church

Burn it down to the dirt ground

Summon the cattle and lead them like sheep to the hell fire

That they dunce learned to surround

Learned to surround

Yuh, Scriptz

Back on the motherfuckin' track, with the teary eyed

Hoe who is waiting for my slack

All of the jesters, PH testers acid in this fuckin' lab

I'm like a mad scientist who's suckin' tits while he holds his, cock

Like me, like me, I'm on a handed-spree, psyche

Scuttle the ship and then geronimo to the ring now get ready to fight me

I'm on a task for her evil I'm lighting the ring an olympical Nike

Just do it go through it and die you motherfucker bottle it up primadonna a hype beast