Kill Bill: The Rapper
Pallbearers
[Verse 1: Hujili]
I'm staring at an abacus while fathoming a cataclysm
Flying high with my pterodactyls and I might attack you with 'em
I’m the type of guy that’s never in tune with activism
The only thing I care about is this habitat we live in
Atom splitting bag of izm to battle these data schisms
Mathematics can seem magical when you're in rhythm
Man, I can’t imagine how I'd ever live without my bass drum
That sounds like its 8 tons heard from many miles
Like that Daytona circuit with the fans going wild
Always say no to opportunists, they'll use you quick
And turn on you like a sundial leave you on a dungpile
Or even worse on the cold, bloody tiles
I got lyrics you should ponder more than decency, I foster
Get buried deep in the frequencies and feces from the fodder
Nosferatu fucked your father, sorry if I went too far there
But your bitch loves my ball hair, ugh, pardon this brash act
But a bit a pallbearer, I'll haul your ash ass
You may be Avant garde but you still need to flashback
Greedy mothafuckas, fuck you and your Nasdaq
Steezy with the ruckus, I hope you brought a gas mask
Wheezy from the fumes, boy you soon to feel the backlash
Stack cash, I'd rather gain necessities like cat food and ramen
Fuck currency, I'd rather earn chronic
Turning topics to toxic slime when I be on sight
[Verse 2: Kill Bill]
Yo, hot night slammin' controllers because the boss fight
Clicking off the top lights, slip and fall and shot twice
Golden eye lost my save slot twice
Post a couple tweets now you think you alter [?], silliness
On sight, semi with the infrareds on it
Laser tat the ass, I'm finna pin a tail on it
Split the rail slowly, Master Roshi with the wave
It's like you took my whole style and tried to clone me in a day
Losing focus of the way, I'm like a wandering soldier
MCs biting like I'm fondling cobras
I don't know, keep my name out your mouth
Style I'll leave your brains on the couch, it ain't a joke

[Verse 3: Hujili]
Ah shit dog, say it ain't so
I make moves through molasses and bake it with dough
Sweeny Todd on civilians, I'm kidding you bro
You see the pallbearers, follow this one sacred ass code
Only take those who are dead already, it ain't a joke
I’m on my own way with a trench coat and papers to boast
You got some anger to post, go ahead and drop a comment
On this track, so I know and get stats and false happiness
Staring at this abacus, the madness hasn’t happened yet
The cataclysm still awaits us so take action quick
[Outro: Hujili]
Hahaha, word to mndbd