Chuck Nasty had been wanting to make a song called "Bitch Doctor" for ages, and this was the personally long awaited outcome of that dream fulfilled.
This is Chuck's personal favorite track on SINS OF A FATHER.
lyrics
CHORUS
Went through my exorcism high!
Twissin la!
With no permission, I.
Fist is high...
Spot yo' bitch and we lockin' lips and eyes.
Which am I,
A witch doctor or in yo' bitch's thighs?
It's a bird...
It's a plane...
No stupid bitch, it's God!
Kiss the sky!
Twissin la!
With no permission, I.
Fist is high...
Spot yo' bitch and we lockin' lips and eyes.
Which am I,
A witch doctor or in yo' bitch's thighs?
It's a bird...
It's a plane...
No stupid bitch, it's God!
VERSE 1
Foam'n the cup.
Controlling the phone and the clutch.
Give 'em the finger I'm using the cover the hole in the dutch.
If you ain't been holdin' us down, don't be holdin' us up.
Hol on, wassup?
Runnin' his pockets like,
"Bitch, what you got? What you holdin'? Wassup?"
Splatter your bladder, your mind, and your matter,
Don't mind, you don't matter; you know you some cut.
I'm in the pocket like quarters, so quote us,
You know it's Meliodas, po' dis and puff.
I'm so Biggie, that you know it's some 'Puff.
Soy, I'm saucy, so you know it's some duck.
Caught the yellow fever smokin' some 'Gold.
Type of closer that'll open your soul.
Busta, Metro Boomin, want me some mo'.
Raven Simone.
CHORUS
Went through my exorcism high!
Twissin la!
With no permission, I.
Fist is high...
Spot yo' bitch and we lockin' lips and eyes.
Which am I,
A witch doctor or in yo' bitch's thighs?
It's a bird...
It's a plane...
No stupid bitch, it's God!
Kiss the sky!
Twissin la!
With no permission, I.
Fist is high...
Spot yo' bitch and we lockin' lips and eyes.
Which am I,
A witch doctor or in yo' bitch's thighs?
It's a bird...
It's a plane...
No stupid bitch, it's God!
VERSE 2
Whippin' the brick.
Tiger Woods, stiff with the wrist.
Swisher's a kiss on the lips.
Blowing my mind, while she be blowing my mine.
How you suck dick with the lisp?
Steady as a rock when I get my fix.
Bet I'd have you hooked if I get fish.
Rock and Roll all night if I get to KISS.
Sierra, how I'm in the midst.
Shit.
So much class, these bitches gettin' dismissed,
I'm the president, dean, and the ones on his list.
Grading papers, how I play wit' the check.
Rooster roosting how she sway wit' the neck.
Kill the pussy, then I pay it respects.
The fat lady been singing song after song,
so at this point I'd say it's a set.
Degeneration X. Flex.
CHORUS
Went through my exorcism high!
Twissin la!
With no permission, I.
Fist is high...
Spot yo' bitch and we lockin' lips and eyes.
Which am I,
A witch doctor or in yo' bitch's thighs?
It's a bird...
It's a plane...
No stupid bitch, it's God!
Kiss the sky!
Twissin la!
With no permission, I.
Fist is high...
Spot yo' bitch and we lockin' lips and eyes.
Which am I,
A witch doctor or in yo' bitch's thighs?
It's a bird...
It's a plane...
No stupid bitch, it's God!
OUTRO
God!
What if I fell and bumped my head,
and I'm in the afterlife, but I just don't think I'm dead?
Running away from all the things that I never said.
...That's what I get from living life on the edge!
...God!
What if I fell and bumped my head,
and I'm in the afterlife, but I just don't think I'm dead?
Running away from all the things that I never said.
...That's what I get from living life on the edge!
GRYSCL is an alternative hip hop comic book experience project out of Old Town Petersburg, Virginia. The active members of
GRYSCL are front-man Chuck Nasty, the ghost of his best friend Maxamillian (Millz), and lead producer Evrlyontheglitch, as well as the greater cloud of producers associated with GRYSCL,
