Urban Legend

By Simonisarapper

On ME

Released on September 12, 2020

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[Chorus x2]

Since I'm a myth like an urban legend (yeah)

I spread fear to all these kids I mentioned (ay)

This better teach 'em in the right direction (yeah yeah)

To not go at me since I am reckless (ay)


[Verse 1]

I'm a horror story 'cause I strike fear to all those who know me

Creak the door more and that's a stereotype, holy

Ghost stories, drown you underwater to find Dory

Give you clusterphobia, sorry

Not sorry, hardly, show you a spider

Or a scorpion or a centipede, and let them crawl on thee

Forearm and give you goosebumps of shiverin'

Listen in, you'll see that a bush starts rustlin'

You stay up awake too much then you get sleep deprivation

And then you get hallucinations and your imagination

Loses dedication to stay with eyes open and

You're half asleep like an insomniac

I don't need to say and express what you feel in that moment

Since I strike fear like a viper and you bet my venom is potent

And I'ma make you fear my disease so run away from my rodent

Like infections, injections of my syllables per second

You bet I bite and jumpscare and leave your jaws open

And I break down your ship like a great white shark croakin'

To nibble at your feet and bite off your limbs whilst you hopin'

That you'll survive but this shark's crazy out for revenge and

It's telepathic and you better bet that this time an explosion

Won't be killin' it or fillin' it's mouth with propane tanks won't be shootin' it down

Or a gigantic magnetic cylinder won't lift him off the ground like James Bond

And make all these spies love me for my intelligence. How

Do you not understand what I'm sayin' now?

That you better sleep with your eyes open so you don't get stuck underground

And this time you won't punch open a coffin like Kill Bill

You'd probably get your hand crushed on a window sill

Still, maybe even investigate a noise at the windmill

On the hill, so keep it real while the adrenaline fills

You up, one minute made to fill your whole body with juice

I can take down any god, like Kratos did with Zeus


[Chorus x2]

Since I'm a myth like an urban legend (yeah)

I spread fear to all these kids I mentioned (ay)

This better teach 'em in the right direction (yeah yeah)

To not go at me since I am reckless (ay)


[Verse 2]

Now let me put you one hundred thousand meters high off the ground

With no parachute, so this time you're body'll splat when it's all the way down

You can be scared of flying in an aeroplane but now you're flying by yourself

Thunder and lightning starts to screech explodin' your ears and burnt your health

'Cause it struck you and it burnt your skin off, now you are just meat

For Hannibal to feed on to, and you still will bleed

Oh damn you must be scared of everything

Well stop screamin', Hannibal bite off his mouth and silence him like the lambs

And lecture him how to breathe correctly, he's gettin' panicked too easily

Cram him in a box so he doesn't know what he sees

This time we will trick or treat 'cause it's halloween

Just with Myers, Krueger, Leatherface and Jason Voorhees

Damn you must be unlucky while livin' on Elm Street

Especially when the day is Friday the 13th

You think this is child's play? Well then, I'mma make sure that Chucky swings

Damn I ain't gonna make this easy for you (uh yeah)

Ram you in a wall, crash, bash you while I dash and pursue

On your tail like a coinflip while I shoot you like Two Face

In the somber dark night while you embrace

That your life is in vain, you'd think I'm insane

For everything that I say, well I'm jokin', is it too late?

Well stop makin' a poker face, how 'bout we all smile okay?

I'm sure fakin' your personality will take your worries away

Imagine bein' fake like all these urban legends to scare our children today

For them to not do bad actions, but to traumatise them in the process. Oh hey!

Time to make your reflection smile to you while you say "Bloody Mary" 3 times

While your mind votes your fear like an election, rise up hairy

Tendrils on your arm, while you feel like a coward on a dairy farm

Alone with a broken palm and a limp when you enter a barn

And that's where you see the signs of aliens, period