Czech Norris - Funhouse

Yep
Kill Krew
Praha pět
Yep, Czech Norris
This my ammo MO, innuendo bellowed out the window
Perfect demon-stration of lyrical defenestration
Triple sixes, triple Xs, I'm not Xander Cage B
But I go hard in these Czech Streets
I'm bat shit crazy, imagine Jay Z
Advocating dismantling the navy at my shows daily
I'm a Mexican Trevor Noah roasting pigs like barbacoa
Heated ACAB throw ups like I'm bulimic
Rising from ashes like a phoenix, Fuck Jesus
It's your buddy Felix, demon with a bag of tricks, scheming
And I'll take a stab at politiks but when I run for office
Imma run up in there on the offense with a molotov
Burn it all down
Tear it all down
Burn it all down
Without missing a beat, let's take this beef to the streets
Get out the elegant cutlery, eat the bourgeoisie (Mmm)
Bon appetit
The cavalry coming with bayonets looking like mayonnaise
I may or not be on haze, it depends on the day
Paranoid delusions weighing in again, losin' it
Life in disarray, I was boozin' it, so I had to get away
Life in the states, not great
Just to be clear, it's all smoke and mirrors
But like a funhouse, there's no escape

Written by:
Czech Norris

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