Oliver Tree
Chances are you think that i’m in love with you
[Refrain]
This is all you need that I'm in love with you
[Verse 1: Oliver Tree]
Ain't no way to describe the rap style that I'm from
Some chicks say it's like the way I tickle their clit with my tongue
[Refrain]
This is all you need that I'm in love you
[Verse 2: Oliver Tree]
Used to be depressed, bumping powder up my nose
Now I'm fucking bitches, making music, doing shows
I stopped feeding addiction when I saw the way that we behave
Chemisted the drugs while you dig yourself a deeper grave
Speakers play my shit so loud it will pull me off the map
Now I've cleaned up my act, while I make a comеback
Slap, splatter your brain on the concretе
My rap delivers the same while it's on beat
Laugh, only cause you look like a bitch
Switch to rob the rich, make it look like a glitch
In your fucking system make a hard drive back up
See me crack up and toss a toaster in your bathtub
That's love with the fucking way I behave
Electrocute your punk ass while you're trying to bathe
So I'm riding away from this life that I've made
I'm done having substance make my mind decay
Cause I used to fight cops when I smoked white rocks
Ima make in a tree like a mother fucking cyclops
Tie you up with bike locks and throw your body in a lake
Then I'll pop out of the cuts like a stripper in a cage
Jack the Ripper couldn't make murder schemes so vicious
When I ate your placenta pie it was delicious
But when I can't escape all this shit on my plate
My mic handling skills like a superpower hand me my cape
[Refrain]
This is all you need that I'm in love with you
[Outro: Oliver Tree]
I must verify that my raps will terrify you
Push you down a flight of steps
Break your neck and paralyze you