Bastard (Satan's Kid) (Explicit)

Bastard (Satan's Kid) (Explicit) - Lil Wayne (李爾·韋恩)

Lyrics by：Dwayne Carter/Marcello Valenzano/Andre Lyon/Joshua Leon

Composed by：Dwayne Carter/Marcello Valenzano/Andre Lyon/Joshua Leon

Oh

This is

Huh Mama used to say this when she stand above my baby crib

Never trust nobody that could bleed for five days and live

Grandma used to say that this world gon' come to a crazy end

Monsters in my closet was the feds taking baby pics

Daddy used to look at me like who the f**k this baby is

Uncle used to say your daddy just too young to raise a kid

Daddy used to treat my mama like they never made a kid

I'm Satan's kid I'm Satan's kid I'm Satan's kid

I'm Satan's kid

Uh I know the tables turn like tornadoes turn

I know the way it turn gotta wait your turn

Until you take your turn f**k a wrong turn

I made the world turn that's a turnoff

I'm on every song that I turn on

I got it turnt up got it turnt on

I'm on the turnpike I'm 'bout to turn off

W**d loud as every siren they turn on

Bust down so bright it's burning

These diamonds so white they German

Your diamonds ain't rock they turning

C*****e white as my attorney

All types of guns no type of permits

All types of coffins all types of gurneys

From my driveway to my front door

It has been quite a journey

It has been quite a journey

From my driveway to my front door

It has been quite a journey

Huh Mama used to say this when she stand above my baby crib

Never trust nobody that could bleed for five days and live

Walking on water this a new world order

These n***as out of order like a fish out of water

Huh

I'ma shoot the chopper like a fisheye camera

Yeah I'ma keep shootin' 'til the b***h stop recordin'

Just don't start shootin' I don't feel like arguin'

A real sharp sharp shooter I don't miss my target

And I don't miss my thottie I just miss my homie

Long walk-in closet I hope you feel like walkin'

Uh I know the paper burn like it ought to burn

I know the paper burn for the long term

I know my big concern when I toss and turn

I know my big concern 'bout the long term

I know the paper burn like the fire burn

I know it don't burn unless I confirm

I'm 'bout to cross my heart and watch your heart burn

Crossin' me is like watching a cross burn

Swag go head to shoe

Yeah

B***h I'm fresh as a designer yeah

Started from Ragu made it way up to lasagna yeah

Killers come behind ya can you say Murder for hire

Sippin' on purple papaya gitchi ya-ya yeah

Mama used to say this when she stand above my baby crib

Never trust nobody that can bleed for five days and live

Grandma used to say that this world gon' come to a crazy end

Monsters in my closet was the feds taking baby pics

Daddy used to look at me like Who the f**k this baby is

Uncle used to say your daddy just too young to raise a kid

Daddy used to treat my mama like they never made a kid

I'm Satan's kid I'm Satan's kid I'm Satan's kid

I'm Satan's kid

Uh I know the tables turn like tornadoes turn

I know the way it turn gotta wait your turn

Until you take your turn f**k a wrong turn

I made the world turn that's a turnoff

I'm on every song that I turn on

I got it turnt up got it turnt on

I'm on the turnpike I'm 'bout to turn off

W**d loud as every siren they turn on

Bust down so bright it's burning

These diamonds so white they German

Your diamonds ain't rock they turning

C*****e white as my attorney

All types of guns no type of permits

Yeah

All types of coffins all types of gurneys

Yeah yeah

From my driveway to my front door

Yeah yeah yeah

It has been quite a journey

It has been quite a journey

From my driveway to my front door

It has been quite a journey n***a