Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Waldo Springtime
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ty Gonzalez
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
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Produzent:in
Lyrics
God damn it, Snake, what's wrong?
Colonel, this new Waldo Springtime is fucking insane
I will never be wiped from existence
I'm too fly, God as my witness
Eye for eye, first item of business
I can't lie, I'm not above vengeance
Some shit I'll never forget
And never again am I giving forgiveness
Death to whoever that prey on my image
None can afford me, not even a percentage
Got a lot of unused ammunition
But so far I've only completed two missions
Bouncing around these alternate dimensions
And pushing the limits of human cognition
I came to Earth for way more than a visit
My value greater than nine or 10 digits
Everything's going just how I intended
Now I hit my pose like a wrestling entrance
La, la, la, lo
La, la, la, lo
Can't put me in a box
Oh no, no no
Can't put me in a box
Oh no, no no
Can't put me in a box
Oh no, no no
Can't put me in a box
Oh no, no no
(What a thrill) Chills, Waldo did it again
Fuck going eye for eye, nevermind, this sin for sin
Oh lemme tell you, there's hate in my pen
Listen up, if a snake tryna eat I'll feed 'em lies
And they biting at my hand like I theorized
I once idolized them too, but now I see through their demon eyes
La, la, la, lo
La, la, la, lo
Can't put me in a box
Oh no, no no
Can't put me in a box
Oh no, no no
Can't put me in a box
Oh no, no no
Can't put me in a box
Oh no, no no
Written by: Ty Gonzalez
