[Verse 1: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
Broke
Rubber met the pavement, I'ma spare the incidentals
You look like you've seen a ghost (ghost)
Rare sentimentals I drop
I bent the block, it was so easy
Loot whatever memories I drop when you defeat me
The last one to go, but still the first one to see me
Giving me the heebie-jeebies
There's a phantom in the foyer and it's walking in place
You trynna yell at my picture, you trynna talk to my face
You trynna punch thе intangible, trynna draw me, or trace?
It's not that simplе
(Sorry)
I guess I couldn't fit inside your stencil
(Broke)
Teeth met the asphalt, I'll spare the incidentals
You look like you've seen a ghost (ghost)
There's a villain in this storybook, can't say that you attacked him unprovoked, woah
Splattered on the pavement, trynna pick out the palettes
I tried to handle heavy metals, rip the stick out my mallet
You tried to live in that palace
I felt my knees buckle under me, I tripped on that balance
Every scale that I see--lopsided, leaning
Talk tired dreams, I think I might just leave the earth
Learning how my demons work, I'm sick of myself, I felt like killing myself
I think your fingers on my throat's the tightest grip that I felt
Waist ripped through my belt, I had my fill of myself, and I ain't been feeling myself
Cause lately "Maybe" been the answer to the infinite question
Bathing in the dark, I took a dip in the spectrum
I think I am a ghost (ghost, ghost, ghost)
Broke
Rubber met the pavement, I'ma spare the incidentals
You look like you've seen a ghost (ghost)
Rare sentimentals I drop
I bent the block, it was so easy
Loot whatever memories I drop when you defeat me
The last one to go, but still the first one to see me
Giving me the heebie-jeebies
There's a phantom in the foyer and it's walking in place
You trynna yell at my picture, you trynna talk to my face
You trynna punch thе intangible, trynna draw me, or trace?
It's not that simplе
(Sorry)
I guess I couldn't fit inside your stencil
(Broke)
Teeth met the asphalt, I'll spare the incidentals
You look like you've seen a ghost (ghost)
There's a villain in this storybook, can't say that you attacked him unprovoked, woah
Splattered on the pavement, trynna pick out the palettes
I tried to handle heavy metals, rip the stick out my mallet
You tried to live in that palace
I felt my knees buckle under me, I tripped on that balance
Every scale that I see--lopsided, leaning
Talk tired dreams, I think I might just leave the earth
Learning how my demons work, I'm sick of myself, I felt like killing myself
I think your fingers on my throat's the tightest grip that I felt
Waist ripped through my belt, I had my fill of myself, and I ain't been feeling myself
Cause lately "Maybe" been the answer to the infinite question
Bathing in the dark, I took a dip in the spectrum
I think I am a ghost (ghost, ghost, ghost)
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