Weirdo Quarashi

[Verse 1: Hössi & Ómar]
Get back, the fact is that they're giving me slack
'Cause I'm the prophet of naught, and the gospel aphrodisiac
Give me sorrow, I'll break it into love
You gotta follow, we're holdin' our people above
No time to wait, there's the gate, proceed
I got what you want, and I got what you need
I'm your musical instrument, the public embarrassment
The hand around your neck, and your money unspent
They call me Mr. Boombastic, fantastic
Don't do nothing drastic, ya spastic
'Cause I bomb the mic like a fascist
I'm not even from America, and I bury ya
Light in the coffin, as to not to worry ya
Bury y'all, make you bounce like a berry, ya
Make you giddy in your stomach like you're sister sound, "ba dah bop"
And now you've met your match, as I drain out your power
Make you stop like a Seiko sports watch

[Chorus: Hössi]
You're a blank zero
Forsaken hero
You're always gonna be a motherfucking weirdo
You're a blank zero
Forsaken hero
You're always gonna be a motherfucking weirdo
You're a blank zero
Forsaken hero
You're always gonna be a motherfucking weirdo
You're a blank zero
Forsaken hero
You're always gonna be a motherfucking weirdo