Misfits lyrics

by

Z (of Firing Squad)



[Intro]
Public Enemy Number One, a menace to society! (Menace to society, menace to society)
Public Enemy Number One! Public Enemy Number One!
Public Enemy Number One! Public Enemy Number One!

[Verse 1: Lil Manyak]
Public - Public Enemy Number One, a menace to society (Yup)
The world a safe place, sh*t, my mother must have lied to me
Outside stabbed a reverend with a church key
Tell me your darkest stories, you can confide in me
Your deepest secrets, I promise to keep it
Unholy alliance unable to preach it
Born Most Wanted, no way you can teach it
So watch your f*ckin' mouth before you die from major leakage
I'm over this! Talk like you finna do sh*t (Yah)
Try to act hard when you pull up in a moshpit
Pull up to your crib and you beggin' us to stop it (Ahh ahh)
Two shells, then we twist your body up and cop it
SV and our vision's 2020
Dealin’ the doom of every fake actin' buddy buddy
It's a war of hate, so we stay drippin' bloody
Do some dirt b*tch, our shoes are caked muddy
From all of these years stayin' on our grind
Like Sub-Zero, b*tch, I'm pullin' out your spine
We headed to the top, now's our time
Step in our path and your bones get realigned
I got a couple screws loose mane, what do I do?
Toss me yo ass 'cause I'm feelin' cuckoo
I hoped you learned your lesson 'cause you only get one chance
If you f*ck up in this world you're not gettin' resurrected just like that
[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
I'm a misfit, I'm a motherf*ckin' misprint (Yuh yuh)
Is there anybody that be hatin', get your wig split
Just hold your breath, I'm the Angel of Death
If I'm comin' for you, then you know what comes next (Know what comes next)
b*tch, all the pain that I've felt over the years (Felt over the years)
Backstabbed and betrayed by the ones I've called peers (By the ones I've called peers)
Things are coming to an end and I'm goin' out with a bang (With a bang)
You remember me when I'm on the front page you go insane (Go insane)

[Verse 2: Z of Firing Squad]
Spunky circle j*rk rappers on my purple herbal
Slash you with the Gerber, Z a factor
Beneath the Capricorn horns, I was born
My daddy cracker so I drag you with a tractor
Popped the chiropractor, he got soullessness and stature (Ayy)
Tryna p*ss on me like urinal, I'm dumping with the clapper (Grra)
In their minds, a double lesson hissing in the banter (Woo)
Try to fit this in your laugher, b*tch can suck me on the crapper
Sticky 'fore they're testing slappers with their pinky (Ooh)
Slinky, if you play with me I'll stretch it till she's sleepy (Ahh)
Outhouse, sh*ttin' on they soil where they can't see me
If you tie it up and leave me, hustle drippin' like some Fiji
I zoom the underground with misfits, we're beasts'
I know a lot of rappers' b*tchin', it's cheesy (Ha!)
A trick to a-chopping instrumentals, this sh*t easy
Then I drip and I drop like holding buckets to the barbershop, no freebies
I'm on they helmet, you can smell the gas is leakin'
Probably got bodies in the cellar, 'cause if I fail the devil freed me (Let's go)
That boy be talking, it's Cîroc, they want to meet me
Probably chillin' where his baby smokin' ounces off of Fiji
We be gone
[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
I'm a misfit, I'm a motherf*ckin' misprint (Yuh yuh)
Is there anybody that be hatin', get your wig split
Just hold your breath, I'm the Angel of Death
If I'm comin' for you, then you know what comes next (Know what comes next)
b*tch, all the pain that I've felt over the years (Felt over the years)
Backstabbed and betrayed by the ones I've called peers (By the ones I've called peers)
Things are coming to an end and I'm goin' out with a bang (With a bang)
You remember me when I'm on the front page you go insane (Go insane)

[Verse 3: Doc Gruesome]
Told you makin' the most but ain't nobody pushed me
'Cause they don't really want to see what's up under my hoodie (Nah)
.45 Glock, b*tch, pull it when the block hits
Dump the whole clip into both eye sockets
F-F-f*ck an opp, burner make your body rot
Saved your family the shock, kill 'em if they talk to cops
Pull up on the block and leave the shells there (Hi)
sh*t, the game changed, I'ma need what you got (Yuh)
So tell me is you f*ckin' with it? Got a whole gang of Trixtas
Steady runnin' with it and they'll never forgive if you
Stay runnin' lip, better keep the heat up on you
Hope I don't know where you live or else you're f*ckin' finished b*tch
I got a problem (I got a problem) and it's known as the human race
Pick on me, you all a f*ckin' disgrace
I put a gun up in your face and see if you can embrace
The ideology of me disposing all your remains
You little b*tch, you shouldn't f*ck with a Trixta
Keep the burner on me while I'm sippin' on elixir
Throwaway phone for if a b*tch need a fixer
Never switch up so why you actin' like a b*tch, bruh? (Actin' like a b*tch)
Singe your f*ckin' body 'til you nothin' but a mist (Uh!)
Shoot at the opps while I'm f*ckin' your b*tch blood
A grudge is somethin' that I don't hold on your life
'Cause if we got a beef, b*tch, it's ending tonight
[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
I'm a misfit, I'm a motherf*ckin' misprint (Yuh yuh)
Is there anybody that be hatin', get your wig split
Just hold your breath, I'm the Angel of Death
If I'm comin' for you, then you know what comes next (Know what comes next)
b*tch, all the pain that I've felt over the years (Felt over the years)
Backstabbed and betrayed by the ones I've called peers (By the ones I've called peers)
Things are coming to an end and I'm goin' out with a bang (With a bang)
You remember me when I'm on the front page you go insane (Go insane)
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