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even heathens - horrorpoor كلمات أغنية

[intro]
stir crazy

[verse 1: illtemper]
standing out abandoned house with a myers mask
couple inside s_xed and oblivious that their tires slashed
when the market’s excessive, they penniless, it’s time to stab
today is their death, kids unless someone buys cash
horrorcore ignore itunes and cruise the bootleg sites
artist pure curse lurking, nothing the dude says nice
then you got websites, cds with new fresh price
disregard with czars but like you fed right?
f_ck no, bucko, a lot of my fans don’t get sh_t off of me
yet somehow own my entire discography honestly
love the recognition but it’s obviously rockin’ my pockets obnoxiously
already been a vet with f_ckin’ poverty
three child supports, rent, car insurance, gas, food
malnourished, bloated gut, f_ck, i’m the poorest fat dude
bank account negative, debt and sh_t, rewarded bad news
gore is morbid, still adore this horrorcore or it grabs you

[chorus: illtemper]
what’s this, the ’90s? is that a burnt cd?
my fanbase huge but feels like no one heard of me (ain’t n0body’s heard of me)
but my baby momma’s ’bout to start a war
welcome friends (to what?), this is horrorpoor (oh)
this is horrorpoor (oh), this is horrorpoor (oh)
this is horrorpoor (oh), welcome to horrorpoor
[verse 2: king gordy]
now rappin’ ’bout k!llin’ won’t make you a million
and kidnappin’ children only makes you the villain
my name is mr. gordy, let me tell you a story
about bein’ the greatest mc with no glory
see sh_t can get gory but y’all don’t like that
this sh_t is all on the news, i just write facts
you say that i’m scarin’ you but i’m just preparin’ you
to show you that a severed leg and head ain’t so terrible
you won’t buy our music, you think it’s too evil
then listen to true music, all they do is k!ll people
you see, it’s all horrorcore but you choose to ignore
everything you hear and see, well, let’s walk through this door (walk!)
you’re walkin’ down a horror corridor with nothing but horror fl!cks to explore
your breathing seems real faint from seein’ things
don’t call me king gordy, b_tch, call me stephen king

[verse 3: donnie menace]
money and horrorcore is more than being a crack dealer
what you know about tryin’ to get a pan pizza on a max visa?
the underground is not the place for any cash seekers
everybody’s bottom_feedin’ and i don’t mean ass eaters
slangin’ raps is barely helpin’ me keep from fastin’
but i keep gettin’ busy, keep my head up and keep smashin’
bills pilin’ up past me, ready to wreak havoc
so f_ck your exposure, it ain’t helpin’ my weed habit
i’m ready to squeeze ratchets at every weak rapper
i’m usin’ felony tactics whenever i need assets
n0body understands the reason why we don’t expand
’cause everyone’s a f_ckin’ rapper in the crowd and not a fan (facts!)
they wonderin’ why i’m protective of what little i’ve built (why!)
it’s keeping me above the bullsh_t like i built it with stilts
they can’t k!ll off my will, i’ve rebuilt off every fail
fake sh_t comes and goes but the realness will prevail (ayy!)
[chorus: illtemper]
what’s this, the ’90s? is that a burnt cd?
my fanbase huge but feels like no one heard of me (ain’t n0body’s heard of me)
but my baby momma’s ’bout to start a war
welcome friends (to what?), this is horrorpoor (oh)
this is horrorpoor (oh), this is horrorpoor (oh)
this is horrorpoor (oh), welcome to horrorpoor

- even heathens

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