Childish Gambino - 5 Fingers Of Death (Freestyle) Lyrics

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[Intro: Sway]

DJ Wonder

We gon' rock at least 5 beats to show your versatility

What you're made of

You gotta rock 5 back aiight?

[Verse 1]

As the world's turnin' I feel like I'm a worse person

My tongue's hurtin' from all of it's work cursin'

And I'm not certain I think my father's Lavar Burtin

'Til I'm walkin' in circles and I'm talkin' in third person

In the eigth grade I got high off paper mache

I put it in my desk and I let it ferment a day

Cause shit ain't nothin' changed

I'm still known as a rude student

That'll walk inside your class and make fun of your school shootin'

I could prove it

I'm too cool as a matter of fact

I've been writin' these verses while I'm havin' a heart attack

I'm in your bedroom crankin' No Doubt and Staring Back

Stereo blaring Gwen Stefani can holla black

I'm not black I'm a white boy with dark skin

At a Klan rally wondering why they won't let me in

I'm drunk off this gin and I'm high off Ritalin

Fuck it let me get to the next beat

[Verse 2]

Ooh wow

I'm the nerdiest rapper ever

I'm wearing a Cosby sweater

And I'm reading Oscar Wilde

Ripping my foreskin to make a washable condom

A bunch of assassins tried to jump me

They couldn't touch me

I rolled off in a yellow Humvee with a bunch of monkeys

My taste buds hate fudge man

Plus I'm allergic

I'mma dress up like a surgeon so I could hurt Curtis on purpose

Girls see my dick size and they realize

That they can't handle it

I get more sodomy than Tommy Lee and Pam

Anderson?

With my du-rag in my left hand

And my iPod and my diskman

I get more kicks out of it than Jean Claude Van Damm

And I'm still spittin' still hittin'

Big pimpin' like Hova

Yo let me be the rap...run over

Yea lemme go lemme go

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[Verse 3]

Hahaha like Reggaeton? Or something like that?

Childish Gambino yo this off the dome

I gotta keep it goin' cause I came from home

Come from Rome Athens

Or Atlanta Georgia

Got somethin' for ya

Yes I got some smores cause I'm ?

Like I got that Goya

You know how they play Reggaeton in the beats

When you in NYC

Meaning that me and I'm sickest

Yo Aaahh!!! Real Monsters Like Ickis

Yo this chick that I used to lick it

Now her name Aubrey Plaza

I didn't mean to kick it while I'm gettin' salsa

Like I'm eatin' salsa cause she Puerto Rican

Some people speakin' like she ain't white

But you know that's alright cause I keep it tight

[Verse 4]

Hahahahaha y'all givin' me some stuff

Nerdy word murderer in a purple convertiber

Niggas ain't heard of him until his girlfriend converted him

Bitch niggas is Ferguson I guess I could explain it all

Like all these niggas wanna bone cause you datin' dogs

Or why the radio used to not play me

Why does every white girl love ukelele?

Where I'm from the Jesus piece couldn't save me

And I'm still spittin' shit cause I'm gettin' like gravy

Eatin' like mashed potatoes I hate those

Who say that I'm not black enough

Yo you not wack enough to fuckin' touch my MC mic

You better keep it tight

Eat a dick like you starvin' homie

[Verse 5]

This is a workout wow

Yo on this last beat I'mma goner

Gotta spit over somethin' hard like Nirvana

And I'm crazy

With the beat when it comes to this spittin' it

Shittin' it while I'm lickin' it

I ain't even need to get it

Man these other unC's they need to get it

Why this LL Cool J shit

Yo I got pesos and mesos

Meaning I can only hack with they ghost

When they go there when I go back

And I'm still that I ain't backpack

But you know with the fuck the rest

Yo they say that is lame like Johnye West

Or Kanye West

But I ain't Kanye West

I'm just tryin' to stay the truth

And I ain't tryin' to spit the truth

Yo I do what I gotta do in a booth with Sway

Shay45 all day y'all know what I'm sayin'

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