Behind Every Great Man
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โฑ๏ธ 2:47 duration
๐ ID: 5940511
๐ Lyrics
Behind men, conspiring
Behind men, conspiring
I've been fasting for weeks on these streets --
I'm famished like Mollie Fancher & dancers
What I spit committing damage like cancer
With Prancer I'm encroaching on the roof
Approaching with my troop while they snooze in the coop
Buttress the head herald
Beware of the barrel
They scared of my ammo --
When I rhyme wreck like Steinbeck
I smother faggots like cabbage
Take cover, cause when I ravage & rape
Bring the wrath like grapes
I establish a lax fist to slap dicks & smack bitches
Fuck dishes --
I'm behind men conspiring
Perspiring for the time when sirens whine in the city
With crowds popping off like hymens to get shitty
About to go Rousseau on these hoes -- primitive
Flow's unlimited, don't know the definition of timid
Took a switch to the lethargic to kickstart a bitch
But they targeted the artist, burnt the kid like a witch
You fucking snitch!
Hit you harder than a dead wife flashback
Bring the strife to your life like dynamite in the knapsack
It's the granny with the heart of brick
The nanny with the arsenic
Cathartic bitch, I'm starting shit
The evil that resides in men's minds -- I harness it
Mothers smother young ones with covers
Forlorn lovers mourn the stillborn
You've been warned -- beware of the woman scorned
On missions having visions, Hildegard von Bingen bitch
I bring 'em in the ring with men
I'm leading them, relieving them of grievances
A logical bitch, the logicalest
Spending skrilla with Lillith, it's the prodigal witch
Decked out in ringers crimson
Harbinger of evil women
Singing sinful hymns with demons
We got 'em screaming for Jesus
They need us like preachers
Believe us, the reapers
They're crying from the lions den
Weeping from bleachers
No sleep for the weak ones
Shit is tiring
But no rest for the wicked
I'm behind men conspiring
Behind men, conspiring
I've been fasting for weeks on these streets --
I'm famished like Mollie Fancher & dancers
What I spit committing damage like cancer
With Prancer I'm encroaching on the roof
Approaching with my troop while they snooze in the coop
Buttress the head herald
Beware of the barrel
They scared of my ammo --
When I rhyme wreck like Steinbeck
I smother faggots like cabbage
Take cover, cause when I ravage & rape
Bring the wrath like grapes
I establish a lax fist to slap dicks & smack bitches
Fuck dishes --
I'm behind men conspiring
Perspiring for the time when sirens whine in the city
With crowds popping off like hymens to get shitty
About to go Rousseau on these hoes -- primitive
Flow's unlimited, don't know the definition of timid
Took a switch to the lethargic to kickstart a bitch
But they targeted the artist, burnt the kid like a witch
You fucking snitch!
Hit you harder than a dead wife flashback
Bring the strife to your life like dynamite in the knapsack
It's the granny with the heart of brick
The nanny with the arsenic
Cathartic bitch, I'm starting shit
The evil that resides in men's minds -- I harness it
Mothers smother young ones with covers
Forlorn lovers mourn the stillborn
You've been warned -- beware of the woman scorned
On missions having visions, Hildegard von Bingen bitch
I bring 'em in the ring with men
I'm leading them, relieving them of grievances
A logical bitch, the logicalest
Spending skrilla with Lillith, it's the prodigal witch
Decked out in ringers crimson
Harbinger of evil women
Singing sinful hymns with demons
We got 'em screaming for Jesus
They need us like preachers
Believe us, the reapers
They're crying from the lions den
Weeping from bleachers
No sleep for the weak ones
Shit is tiring
But no rest for the wicked
I'm behind men conspiring
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.27] Behind men, conspiring
[00:14.09] Behind men, conspiring
[00:22.10] I've been fasting for weeks on these streets --
[00:23.01] I'm famished like Mollie Fancher & dancers
[00:25.72] What I spit committing damage like cancer
[00:28.52] With Prancer I'm encroaching on the roof
[00:30.30] Approaching with my troop while they snooze in the coop
[00:32.20] Buttress the head herald
[00:33.96] Beware of the barrel
[00:35.76] They scared of my ammo --
[00:36.64] When I rhyme wreck like Steinbeck
[00:38.41] I smother faggots like cabbage
[00:39.37] Take cover, cause when I ravage & rape
[00:41.11] Bring the wrath like grapes
[00:42.92] I establish a lax fist to slap dicks & smack bitches
[00:45.64] Fuck dishes --
[00:47.54] I'm behind men conspiring
[00:48.41] Perspiring for the time when sirens whine in the city
[00:51.15] With crowds popping off like hymens to get shitty
[00:53.88] About to go Rousseau on these hoes -- primitive
[00:56.63] Flow's unlimited, don't know the definition of timid
[00:59.36] Took a switch to the lethargic to kickstart a bitch
[01:02.05] But they targeted the artist, burnt the kid like a witch
[01:04.80] You fucking snitch!
[01:25.52] Hit you harder than a dead wife flashback
[01:27.36] Bring the strife to your life like dynamite in the knapsack
[01:30.07] It's the granny with the heart of brick
[01:31.85] The nanny with the arsenic
[01:32.76] Cathartic bitch, I'm starting shit
[01:33.60] The evil that resides in men's minds -- I harness it
[01:36.47] Mothers smother young ones with covers
[01:38.23] Forlorn lovers mourn the stillborn
[01:40.00] You've been warned -- beware of the woman scorned
[01:41.87] On missions having visions, Hildegard von Bingen bitch
[01:44.55] I bring 'em in the ring with men
[01:46.32] I'm leading them, relieving them of grievances
[01:48.10] A logical bitch, the logicalest
[01:49.95] Spending skrilla with Lillith, it's the prodigal witch
[01:52.61] Decked out in ringers crimson
[01:54.57] Harbinger of evil women
[01:55.41] Singing sinful hymns with demons
[01:57.26] We got 'em screaming for Jesus
[01:58.18] They need us like preachers
[01:59.99] Believe us, the reapers
[02:00.87] They're crying from the lions den
[02:02.60] Weeping from bleachers
[02:03.53] No sleep for the weak ones
[02:05.31] Shit is tiring
[02:06.21] But no rest for the wicked
[02:07.18] I'm behind men conspiring
[02:30.60]
[00:14.09] Behind men, conspiring
[00:22.10] I've been fasting for weeks on these streets --
[00:23.01] I'm famished like Mollie Fancher & dancers
[00:25.72] What I spit committing damage like cancer
[00:28.52] With Prancer I'm encroaching on the roof
[00:30.30] Approaching with my troop while they snooze in the coop
[00:32.20] Buttress the head herald
[00:33.96] Beware of the barrel
[00:35.76] They scared of my ammo --
[00:36.64] When I rhyme wreck like Steinbeck
[00:38.41] I smother faggots like cabbage
[00:39.37] Take cover, cause when I ravage & rape
[00:41.11] Bring the wrath like grapes
[00:42.92] I establish a lax fist to slap dicks & smack bitches
[00:45.64] Fuck dishes --
[00:47.54] I'm behind men conspiring
[00:48.41] Perspiring for the time when sirens whine in the city
[00:51.15] With crowds popping off like hymens to get shitty
[00:53.88] About to go Rousseau on these hoes -- primitive
[00:56.63] Flow's unlimited, don't know the definition of timid
[00:59.36] Took a switch to the lethargic to kickstart a bitch
[01:02.05] But they targeted the artist, burnt the kid like a witch
[01:04.80] You fucking snitch!
[01:25.52] Hit you harder than a dead wife flashback
[01:27.36] Bring the strife to your life like dynamite in the knapsack
[01:30.07] It's the granny with the heart of brick
[01:31.85] The nanny with the arsenic
[01:32.76] Cathartic bitch, I'm starting shit
[01:33.60] The evil that resides in men's minds -- I harness it
[01:36.47] Mothers smother young ones with covers
[01:38.23] Forlorn lovers mourn the stillborn
[01:40.00] You've been warned -- beware of the woman scorned
[01:41.87] On missions having visions, Hildegard von Bingen bitch
[01:44.55] I bring 'em in the ring with men
[01:46.32] I'm leading them, relieving them of grievances
[01:48.10] A logical bitch, the logicalest
[01:49.95] Spending skrilla with Lillith, it's the prodigal witch
[01:52.61] Decked out in ringers crimson
[01:54.57] Harbinger of evil women
[01:55.41] Singing sinful hymns with demons
[01:57.26] We got 'em screaming for Jesus
[01:58.18] They need us like preachers
[01:59.99] Believe us, the reapers
[02:00.87] They're crying from the lions den
[02:02.60] Weeping from bleachers
[02:03.53] No sleep for the weak ones
[02:05.31] Shit is tiring
[02:06.21] But no rest for the wicked
[02:07.18] I'm behind men conspiring
[02:30.60]