Boogie3X - Goat Eater (feat. Kay-1)

This week, we're going to tackle the GOAT
Greatest of all time
Let's break it down
GOAT
Once again, GOAT means greatest of all time
If all it took was to be a first-rate, very good, outstanding rapper to be on the list of GOATs
The list would go on forever
Kind of like it does now

What dem a thought? True dem no know, me killa
Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? True dem no know, me killa
Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? What dem a talk? Me deh ya. Me a bad man, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? Who dem a talk? Me deh ya. Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner

And it goes
I am one of one, nothing like none of them
My Uzi weighs a ton, a raising in the sun
I do this for my sons, and my block
Hold up, I will kill your ass for fun Lennox
Just show up
I am Edith Tosh in the flesh
I will never listen to anybody behind a desk
If you sending, I'm advising you to sin your very best
GOAT eater, you can still smell the ace on my breath
Motherfucker
I'm a red breed
Make sure that they hear me, clearly
I come through like hear ye, hear ye, really
No joking, I will hocus pocus
Rope a dope em the probably overdose em with the dope
Or choke em with the rope
Didn't I say I ain't no fucking joke
You go ahead and get em stoked
And I will shut em down everytime
Reggie Miller choke signs, yeah
Looking like you standing in front of the goal line
And I want all the smoke
Boogie boogie, bring me all the goats

What dem a talk? Who dem no know? Me killa
Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? Who dem no know? Me killa
Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? Who dem no know? Me killa
Me a bad man, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? Who dem no know? Me killa
Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner

You get em geeked up, I eat em up
They know what's up, we in your kitchen on a mission
Like take the what, and leave the what
I'm Chief Keef smoking fontos, that's $40 blunts
You in the DM, in the PM, tryna buy $40 cunt
I'm nothing like em, they be frightened, I'm the problem they don't want
Everything official, ain't none of this a start
It sound like whistles when a hunger's on a hunt
They will door dash to your door, if this the order that you want
This is a promise, standing on the Bible at the Pope house
Dope boy talk, coming from the dope house
Bunch of gorillas on your dope couch
We tryna see what that GOAT bout
They can't stand next to me if they ain't pedigree
You put me up there next to Nottz raw and Eric B
I came to give you hope and this you quote
And I want all the smoke
Boogie boogie, bring me all the goats

What dem a thought? True dem no know, me killa
Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? True dem no know, me killa
Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? What dem a talk? Me deh ya. Me a bad man, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner
What dem a talk? Who dem a talk? Me deh ya. Me a bushman, me eat GOAT dem fi dinner

You nuh want a hungry road man round ya
You nuh want a real bad man round ya
Me eat GOAT faithfully and the GOAT ya
Eat the GOAT, eat the GOAT, eat the GOAT ya

Written by:
Gerald McCrae

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