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Robbin' Williams

from Suicide Notes by Suicide Notes

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Robbin’ Williams

(Frankie Donatello)
Everybody welcome to a postmortem verse
Curse Suicide release day with flowers on the hearse
Start the show with a close
Wet burgundy clothes
Spell FUCK YOU in blood with the first seven rows

Jam-packed action
Hungry Artist passion
Frankie Donatello rock the cello closed captions
Maniacal Laughin'
Automatics clapping
Seven months of promo
Fams asking, "What happened?"

A sleazy mother fucker and the Ratchet
Both with a case of the basket
A tisket a tasket
A spic and a nigger in their caskets
Brown and Black Bastards
Subroc the Doom of it mastered

I want feelings
Stiff by the ceiling
I don't need millions
Frankie robbin' williams
Live without a fuck
Like Messiah
Cross my heart and hope to die before the flyer

(Boo G. Ratchet)

Robbin' Williams
Jackin' Bills
People want pay with no skills
So keep quite
When you're talkin' to me
Get out my face
You bother me

Elvis just left the building
Why don’t you?
the dj been gone since ‘bout half past 2
please assemble all your kinfolk and your wack ass crew
you aint got to go home
just go do what you do

how the fuck you gon’ stay turnt up?
spendin all your time and earns up
on the scene never stackin no bucks
when I see you always crying siting just bad luck
get yourself a couple dollars and you right back up
to dumb bullshit
i stay well heard and unseen
with Hades in the laboratory mixing my beats
giving zero fucks about the nerds on your team
lyin’ bout you grindin’ with your car on lien
go raise your kids slow bum ass bitch
take two of these in the mouth as i roll out for frontin on me
use to walk but now I’m riding now you wanting from me
whats really a rat is just a small mouse attacking your cheese
you here me?


from Suicide Notes, released December 1, 2015


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