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xavier wulf - philosopher's throne lyrics

[verse 1]
i pull off with my n-gga finna throw a fit
i pull up on a b-tch, i don’t say sh-t, she gettin’ in
but i had to kick her out cuz i ain’t tell her -ss to get in
i embarr-ss her in front of her little friends
you see, i do a lot of sh-t now just because i can
i could k!ll a man with my bare f-ckin’ hands
and i don’t need a gun to f-ckin’ help with my defense
you play with me, i’ll hang ’em up on the front fence
leave it up to me, i’m terrortuga man, the prince
and i don’t give a f-ck about nothing but a spliff
you switch it back to us, my whole squad smokin’ ghost dust sh-t [?]
couldn’t pull my d-mn blunt with a tow truck
leave it up to me, i smoke the whole thing, one puff, i had enough
i ain’t finna mingle with no f-ck boy
which one imma hit first when i come for ’em?
can’t sit back, b-tch i’m trynna go and look for ’em
squad said to chill man, them little n-ggas ain’t that important
i said yea, you right my boy, now it’s time to get to smoking
see me on a mountain looking out, i’m cold as nova scotia
you can sip some lean, little b-tch, i drink my own potion
all these little n-ggas don’t even know where they goin’
i trip a fool so easily cuz he don’t know what he doin’
i make a make a new tag and lay it up on you pr-ck n-ggas
don’t come asking me about sh-t, i don’t talk about nothin’, n-gga
i think i’ve seen too much, i’m trapped inside a trip, n-gga
now i be zoning in and zoning out until i see the children
now i feel a little better, i’m smoking on the ceiling
i’m like mifune i ain’t puny
i’ll surround your building
it’s just me, and my shadow clones, finna get ’em
you see me chillin’ on a ship, smokin’ on a twister
she got respect for me, look how she call me “sir” and “mister”
i’m like chill b-tch, i’m young, but i dig the gesture
now pull up to the show, look like limp bizkit in it
you see, the line too long, they think that kurt cobain up in it
i’m like the new foo fighter, i don’t like to f-ck with n-ggas
i been through sh-t that took the pain up off my whole picture
i turn the other cheek if she p-ss a swisher
i’m mr. excellent, philosopher, professor
i’m not easily impressed, i’m pressin’ extra pressure
i pull up and make a hater wanna find the exit
i’m headed back to texas but i ain’t got no ex’s
who is rob dyrdek’s friend? b-tch i’m more reckless
i pull in, doin’ 100 through whoever’s section
i ain’t switchin’ back for nothin’, [?] tortuga heaven
i run this whole d-mn city cuz n0body livin’
i clean the blood off my door, cuz here come the children
you give no f-ck about no hater, nor no imitator
when you the only d-mn captain sittin’ at the table
you b-tch!

- xavier wulf lyrics

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