CQL - HEISENBERG (Audio)

Follow CQL:   / cqlmusic     / forev3rland   https://linktr.ee/cqlmusic LYRICS: What the fuck just happened I ain't done I ain't done yet Add the witness to the hitlist He ain't see me kill from a distance Only thing he saw was the premonition That I wished to leave him missing If he fire back, see about his Mrs. I went down her chimney Have a Merry Christmas Put them both in a bag Off to santa I'm his mortician Here to take you back Like return shipping On my Danny Phantom shit I be making ghosts out of all these bitches Bitch, I'm Hesienberg Cooking in the kitchen I should win a fucking ribbon Killing the competition My music is addiction Overdose when you listen I spit it like it's my last minute living Bitch, know you're worth Innovate your image Failures not an option Stay committed Shitting on these haters like a fucking pidgeon Never give in, that a given Cut their bodies up like a bunch of fucking circumcisions Never worry about the journey Just go with it Your bitch tastes like Hershey's Cause her pussy gives me kisses Left her creamy with my cool whip She said it was so delicious She swallowed all my babies till I felt like fucking eunuch You smell my dick In between her flower In between her tulips Wonder who the fuck did this? Plot thickens like gravy on Thanksgiving And they fight me like they fight a parking ticket They just rage quitting They say I went crazy I don't need no third opinion With the way I'm committed You would think I need a therapist to say I have permission to hear out all my thoughts They be making split decisions Only mission is to kill the opposition I'm the one who knocks You're the one I visit Bitch, I'm Hesienberg Cooking in the kitchen I should win a fucking ribbon Killing the competition My music is addiction Overdose when you listen I spit it like it's my last minute living Bitch, know you're worth Innovate your image Failures not an option Stay committed Shitting on these haters like a fucking pidgeon Never give in, that a given Cut their bodies up like a bunch of fucking circumcisions I'm the danger bitch Say my name All this anger Bitch Let's rage, uh, yuh Beat it up, uh Better get, up Vertigo, uh Burning kiss, uh Like it or not 'Bout to go off Video on Talking to GOD Saying what's up Stars in the sky Tryna get live Ready to die Riding a yacht Screaming out art Giving my all Walk in with my dick up Your face 'bout to meet my fist bump Pinnin' down the pin-up And I watch these haters eat my ripped ones, uh This a true artist production I be maxing out the budget When I'm on the mic, it's all or nothing Fire like an oven Shoutout Bryan Cranston He's the man Got me into acting Hope we collab Hope you see his passion Inspire how I rap CREDITS: prod. ShyGuyMadeIt