Evil Plans lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah! G-Mo Skee! Hahaha! Filth City!

[Chorus]
I told y'all I would be the man
Now I'm finna show y'all all my evil plans
I've been goin' so hard you can't see me fam
b*tch I'm finna smoke y'all with my evil plans
I told y'all I would be the man
Now I'm finna show y'all all my evil plans
I've been goin' so hard you can't see me fam
b*tch I'm finna smoke y'all with my evil plans

[Verse 1]
Yeah! Look! Yo!
This ain't a rap, this a ritualistic sacrifice
But when it come to rappin' right, I nail it like the hands of Christ
A million n*ggas marchin' down your street like the actors' strike
Throwin' your goin' away party to the afterlife
A soul eater, I used to scare my old teachers
They asked what I want to be when I grow up, a cult leader
Pro skater goin' inside her pus*y with four fingers
Wreakin' of roadkill and I'm hopin' it won't linger
f*ck the sweet talk, my heart need to defrost
G-Mo Skee raw like an uncooked meatball
I'm A1, the rest of y'all weak sauce
Your favorite rapper is catty, he went Puff Daddy having a freak-off
I am nothing normal, I can summon portals
Cut a unicorn's throat, drink his blood, and become immortal
I'm comin' towards you and I promise I got something for you
I will leave a motherf*cker boiled in a drum of oil
I'm not a songwriter, I'm a rottweiler
You gon' see a n*gga act an animal, Rob Schneider
Took my hat off, the sh*t is crawlin' with small spiders
Treat a man like NBA Jam, he's on fire
Never say my name, take the advice
Your furniture will levitate if you say it precise
Tell Marshall Applewhite I said thanks for the Nikes
I survived Heaven's Gate, I wasn't drinking it right
I hope you in shape 'cause you might get chased with a knife
Until you sprain your ankle and you unable to fight
f*ck with me, you smokin' cocaine in a pipe
n*gga, I will strangle your wife with the chain of a bike
The Filth is major, f*ck what they said, them n*ggas haters
You gon' find a couple of they heads in my refrigerator
Listen to my music minutes later, you on a ventilator
I will feed a f*ckin' demonstrator to a pen of gators
A pair of goggles, weed whackers, and lawn tools
It's something like a surgery but call it what you want to
Now let me disconnect this small tube with a sharp spoon
Your f*ckin' chest torn apart, I can see your heart move
Sayin' sh*t that's uncalled for, I drop gore
This is hardcore dog porn in art form
To them twat sores tryin' to c*ckblock more
Tell 'em all give me top org 'til your jaw's sore
I was not born, I'm a hellspawn born
They had to chop horns off my forehead with God's sword
They gon' kind you floatin' offshore with your arms torn
Off your body looking like somebody from the Gulf War
[Chorus]
I told y'all I would be the man
Now I'm finna show y'all all my evil plans
I've been goin' so hard you can't see me fam
b*tch I'm finna smoke y'all with my evil plans
I told y'all I would be the man
Now I'm finna show y'all all my evil plans
I've been goin' so hard you can't see me fam
b*tch I'm finna smoke y'all with my evil plans