Sex, Money, Murder, Mayhem
The First Song off of my second album entitled, The Executive Master of Cosmic debauchery!!!
I make the beats and write the rhymes.
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Story behind the song
I wanted a song to introduce myself and my own personal growth since my first album. This song also touches on the fact that, for the most part, everything in the media is littered with sex, money, murder, and mayhem.
Lyrics
This is Dizzle, the upgraded version
So much's changed in my brain I can't remain the same person
I wish sometimes I could hit rewind or reverse it
But I'm perkin and slurrin words, drivin and swervin
Bendin blocks riden curbs in a century scrape
Dip the gas brake into a figure eight
Dinner's been served and the whole clique ate
Had seconds, smoked dank with Hennessey to drink
Apple juice chaser's only time I drink Mott's
and I just while out fuck scheemin up a plot
I snort rocks til my nostrils pop
and my entire head turns into a fuckin chicken pock
I give a fuck about rap, shit, I'll go pop
So I can have my own mountain with a million on top
And a bed to sleep on made out of platinum singles
Look at the diamonds jingle hangin from my shingles
See me mingle with all these rich people
Sippen liquor with Paul McCarntey from the Beatles
Hollad at Hillary Duff Like it was legal
'Hey, It's okay, bitch, because I don't want you either'
Drank ether and jump out of Ralph's apartment
Now my insides are on the concrete like rolled out red carpet
I've seen a couple friends have kids and I can't let it happen
So I bust in a bitches mouth everytime I'm done tappin
(HOOK)
Sex, Money, Murder, Mayhem
Put it in a song and the radio plays them
These fags and these dykes always try to hate him
But that shit don't phase him
I walked up to this bitch like she's lucky to get chosen
It's 9 1/2 inches...naw I'm jokin
I said Ludacris' got the potion
and if I was in the ocean with those tits I'd stay floatin
You into S&M, chains and ropses
To tie you up, brake ya pockets, and blow my own dosage
Now nevermind the fact I'm drunk as fuck, on drugs, hung
And doped up on coke, and walkin in with a pimpin strut
We in the town of terminators and perpatrators
Boss Ballaz and some of the worlds top playa haters
Thse cupcakers, back stabbin traders
Favors for foavors fronts and drug papers
I'm a Sactown King with an American dream
My bank accounts like my coffee 'cause it's nothin but cream
Steppin on the scene in Green Jeans and pink T's
Outta Hummer Limousenes take a picture of me
But don't try and come and slice my bread
Cause bounty is a motherfucker and the hunters watch you beg
I said Judge Jredd with a gun to ya head
Then blown out red all over the lamp shade and bed spread
It sucks that it had to happen in vein, but hey
Don't hate the player, hate the game I said...
(hook)
There' so many reasons why I stick to rappen
Enchantment, passion, drugs, bitches and mansions
If you can't hear me then watch the video with captions
Ya day turned to tradegy when action turns to tractions
Like, 'what happened?' oh, dizzle's back
But this time I came back addicted to crack
Hacked up a lung, smacked myself some smack
Snuck up from the back in a black Cadillac
With a strap ready to bust a cap, tilted my hat
Mad at this cat, firde, oh snaps, I'm really shootin caps
I took the gun out the dresser, it belongs to Carol
But I guess I overlooked the orange plastic on the barrel
I'm in peril, I could parish, I could pass
Naw, fuck that, I'm gonna smash off fast
I got further, I hit streets
I hit optimos, backwwods, phillies and swisher sweets
I wrote this rap, plus I made this beat
So holla when you see me like, 'Wud Up D!'
If you give me some money, I'll make you a slap
Give me more money and I'll shave you some crack
Be dissrespectful and I'll peel ya cap
It's skinny Dizzy, boy, and I don't know how to act
I ain't even got no platinum plaque
But I will fuck a slut from the back
Fuck it, don't lean back to this Dizz
Gig, dance, and get stupid in this bitch its...
(hook)
