rome music – slaughter season lyrics
[intro: roman rodriguez, autumn ivy]
ain’t n0body outworking me in this b+tch, aight
(you’re a+… i could’ve f+cking loved you!)
this sh+t for real
all the blood, sweat, and tears i shed for this sh+t? (f+cking assh0l+!)
for this f+cking game?! (…f+cking music up!)
all the sacrifices i made from this sh+t (and that sh+tty ass…!)
all the f+cking risks i had to take for this sh+t (sorry son of a b+tch!)
it all led up to this moment (f+ck you!)
slaughter season, motherf+cker!
[verse 1: roman rodriguez]
mark my f+cking words i’mma be the goat
and i’mma be first goat to never sell his soul
i gotta save this sh+t, cause hip+hop is a f+cking joke
this industry was f+cked the day i touched a microphone
okay, okay, okay
i hear you p+ssies talk, i can’t f+ck with yall
i’m a breed of 106 & park, mixed with amon amarth
here to change the culture, i ain’t never been a stoner
but i’ll hop up in this booth and smoke yo ass like marijuana
[verse 2: roman rodriguez]
now didn’t i tell you, b+tch it’s on sight
you can’t f+cking hide
f+ck around and find out
slaughter season starts tonight
b+tch it’s on sight, should’ve never lied
f+ck around and find out
now you gots to pay the price
[breakdown: roman rodriguez]
b+tch!
this will be the last time!
you speak my name!
i’ll gut you like a pig!
you’ll feel my pain!
blegh!
welcome to slaughter season!
[verse 3: roman rodriguez]
i knew back then when i was a kid
i was different from the others, i could never fit in
while the other kids were scared of monsters under their bed
the only monster i was scared of was the one in my head
check it
[verse 4: roman rodriguez]
i fathered more rappers than nick cannon
raising his kids in a mansion, i’ve always been bout that action
if you don’t work, you don’t eat
you don’t grind, you don’t shine
that’s that swishahouse swishablast state of f+cking mind
hold up
h+town till the day that i die
i rep that spring branch and put the h to the sky
i see you laughing in them comments
oh, you think i’m funny now?
only time i’m pulling your leg is when
i’m dragging your body out
[verse 5: roman rodriguez, autumn ivy]
outta ya moms kitchen oven, i’m f+cking sick and disgusting
i make dahmer look like mclovin
now, who the f+ck else really wants it?
so, get the f+ck up out my face, you ain’t got sh+t to say to me
i loved you rome, but you’re a f+cking dog!
that’s all you’ll ever be!
[breakdown: roman rodriguez]
f+ck it
arf!
rah!
eeughh!
step the f+ck up!
you’ve crossed the line!
f+ck your fake tears!
there is no turning back now!
[outro: roman rodriguez]
i ain’t hauled up, got the drink in my cup
that’s the leg in this cooler, h+town, pull it up
ah, blegh!
slaughter season
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