Who are you
Tori Zo of Milwaukee, Maker of Blades, Fear of Westeros, Lakeside Warrior
Who are you
Tori Zo of Milwaukee, Champion of the Unknown, the Unseen
And the Unheard, Purveyor of flows, fire, and freedom
Student of all and teacher of many
Those are simply titles, who are you
I-I'm-I-I'm
Come back to me when you've figured it out
I'm a lover
Born with a sword in my hand
Been a force with the words sure I'm more than a man
But before this I meant, un-fortunately I downgrade to human
And I want the world as bad as the world want guillotines to meet the spinal cord of George Zimmerman
As I pour out my pen plus what's stored in a can
Look long story short
I'm sure at ya core that you mourn for ya friends
Forty pours in the sand
I need my forty acres with a Porsche with some tint
And a porch where Kilam quickscopin' ya men
And Gniz watch him lean into a punch and then broke his whole chin like that shits porcelain
My stomach exists just to store dragons in , it's been a dungeon, uh
And I swear that we den had enough
All they do is f*ck with us
Claim incompetence but they burned Tulsa Oklahoma up
At this point if I stole all yo fans it's no chore to me damn
Lyrics so sick that it kills then resurrects just so it can choke you again
Plus it's morphed with molten
I'm from where, all that is sure is where the lake meets the sand
And to think, this is me in a good mood
Don't let me catch you on a full moon
I'm like gazelle sweat, lion heels, G-Force, Gwen Stacy, Spiderman
Squirt guns, forest fires and firemen
How passengers on crashing airliners feel
When masks drop down for oxygen
Got me sick as nerdy men with computers that's virus filled
Y'all criticize youth, meanwhile lines are just as violence filled
Niggas not a scientist
Reporting live the Leviathin
Time travelin'
Just to put you back in ya mothers birth canal and tell her to try again
When I say I'ma pull the pen they react like grenades came attached
Paranoia in my soul I can't relax
And they asking me why I never rest
Like Fred Hampton ain't get killed in the bed
He was sleeping by his girl
She was pregnant with his child
I'ma pull it, I'ma pull up, I'ma pull it, make it right
Swear they don't wanna spar with me
Lines too sick
Make you cough and sneeze
Bald and bleed
Die from pneumonia and awake the next day with heart disease
One track minded so you never had the thought to think to bob and weave
I'm extracting arteries
And leavin' heathens wheezy like they created the Carter 3
Pardon me
Not enough love for this heart in me
Hard to be, born into sworn into war
It's a prophecy
Scared of knowing heaven cuz' I don't wanna die to see
Even then it's a feeling, nothing for my eyes to see
Got me hot, watch I breathe
Flames in my nostrils
Lames get dishonored
Tryna get the M's like a chain of McDonalds
You sellin' cocaine just to stay in some Robin's you really have nathan to say to me patna'
Hellriegel (Nerf Needed) Video (MV)
Performed By: Tori Zo of Milwaukee
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Cameron Robertson, Malik Hutchins
Tori Zo of Milwaukee - Hellriegel (Nerf Needed) Lyrics
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Who are you
Tori Zo of Milwaukee, Maker of Blades, Fear of Westeros, Lakeside Warrior
Who are you
Tori Zo of Milwaukee, Champion of the Unknown, the Unseen
And the Unheard, Purveyor of flows, fire, and freedom
Student of all and teacher of many
Those are simply titles, who are you
I-I'm-I-I'm
Come back to me when you've figured it out
I'm a lover
Born with a sword in my hand
Been a force with the words sure I'm more than a man
But before this I meant, un-fortunately I downgrade to human
And I want the world as bad as the world want guillotines to meet the spinal cord of George Zimmerman
As I pour out my pen plus what's stored in a can
Look long story short
I'm sure at ya core that you mourn for ya friends
Forty pours in the sand
I need my forty acres with a Porsche with some tint
And a porch where Kilam quickscopin' ya men
And Gniz watch him lean into a punch and then broke his whole chin like that shits porcelain
My stomach exists just to store dragons in , it's been a dungeon, uh
And I swear that we den had enough
All they do is f*ck with us
Claim incompetence but they burned Tulsa Oklahoma up
At this point if I stole all yo fans it's no chore to me damn
Lyrics so sick that it kills then resurrects just so it can choke you again
Plus it's morphed with molten
I'm from where, all that is sure is where the lake meets the sand
And to think, this is me in a good mood
Don't let me catch you on a full moon
I'm like gazelle sweat, lion heels, G-Force, Gwen Stacy, Spiderman
Squirt guns, forest fires and firemen
How passengers on crashing airliners feel
When masks drop down for oxygen
Got me sick as nerdy men with computers that's virus filled
Y'all criticize youth, meanwhile lines are just as violence filled
Niggas not a scientist
Reporting live the Leviathin
Time travelin'
Just to put you back in ya mothers birth canal and tell her to try again
When I say I'ma pull the pen they react like grenades came attached
Paranoia in my soul I can't relax
And they asking me why I never rest
Like Fred Hampton ain't get killed in the bed
He was sleeping by his girl
She was pregnant with his child
I'ma pull it, I'ma pull up, I'ma pull it, make it right
Swear they don't wanna spar with me
Lines too sick
Make you cough and sneeze
Bald and bleed
Die from pneumonia and awake the next day with heart disease
One track minded so you never had the thought to think to bob and weave
I'm extracting arteries
And leavin' heathens wheezy like they created the Carter 3
Pardon me
Not enough love for this heart in me
Hard to be, born into sworn into war
It's a prophecy
Scared of knowing heaven cuz' I don't wanna die to see
Even then it's a feeling, nothing for my eyes to see
Got me hot, watch I breathe
Flames in my nostrils
Lames get dishonored
Tryna get the M's like a chain of McDonalds
You sellin' cocaine just to stay in some Robin's you really have nathan to say to me patna'
Tori Zo of Milwaukee, Maker of Blades, Fear of Westeros, Lakeside Warrior
Who are you
Tori Zo of Milwaukee, Champion of the Unknown, the Unseen
And the Unheard, Purveyor of flows, fire, and freedom
Student of all and teacher of many
Those are simply titles, who are you
I-I'm-I-I'm
Come back to me when you've figured it out
I'm a lover
Born with a sword in my hand
Been a force with the words sure I'm more than a man
But before this I meant, un-fortunately I downgrade to human
And I want the world as bad as the world want guillotines to meet the spinal cord of George Zimmerman
As I pour out my pen plus what's stored in a can
Look long story short
I'm sure at ya core that you mourn for ya friends
Forty pours in the sand
I need my forty acres with a Porsche with some tint
And a porch where Kilam quickscopin' ya men
And Gniz watch him lean into a punch and then broke his whole chin like that shits porcelain
My stomach exists just to store dragons in , it's been a dungeon, uh
And I swear that we den had enough
All they do is f*ck with us
Claim incompetence but they burned Tulsa Oklahoma up
At this point if I stole all yo fans it's no chore to me damn
Lyrics so sick that it kills then resurrects just so it can choke you again
Plus it's morphed with molten
I'm from where, all that is sure is where the lake meets the sand
And to think, this is me in a good mood
Don't let me catch you on a full moon
I'm like gazelle sweat, lion heels, G-Force, Gwen Stacy, Spiderman
Squirt guns, forest fires and firemen
How passengers on crashing airliners feel
When masks drop down for oxygen
Got me sick as nerdy men with computers that's virus filled
Y'all criticize youth, meanwhile lines are just as violence filled
Niggas not a scientist
Reporting live the Leviathin
Time travelin'
Just to put you back in ya mothers birth canal and tell her to try again
When I say I'ma pull the pen they react like grenades came attached
Paranoia in my soul I can't relax
And they asking me why I never rest
Like Fred Hampton ain't get killed in the bed
He was sleeping by his girl
She was pregnant with his child
I'ma pull it, I'ma pull up, I'ma pull it, make it right
Swear they don't wanna spar with me
Lines too sick
Make you cough and sneeze
Bald and bleed
Die from pneumonia and awake the next day with heart disease
One track minded so you never had the thought to think to bob and weave
I'm extracting arteries
And leavin' heathens wheezy like they created the Carter 3
Pardon me
Not enough love for this heart in me
Hard to be, born into sworn into war
It's a prophecy
Scared of knowing heaven cuz' I don't wanna die to see
Even then it's a feeling, nothing for my eyes to see
Got me hot, watch I breathe
Flames in my nostrils
Lames get dishonored
Tryna get the M's like a chain of McDonalds
You sellin' cocaine just to stay in some Robin's you really have nathan to say to me patna'
Writer: Cameron Robertson, Malik Hutchins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid