Fun House - Robbie G, Swollen Members

Get ready the sets heavy, we drop hits

Most talked about, you walk around and gossip

Has he signed to the team, rhyme supreme

With a divine intervention, remembering that my mind is key

I finally got Mad, Rob, PRev and Moka jumping on

While the rest making pop tracks and blowing bubblegum

Know where I’m coming from?

Yeah the land of the lost

From Canada demanding that you hand over the spot

Number one title rap victory is imminent

Fuck the game up;

take its virginity and innocence

What you’re witnessing is rhyme mastery

So fly I defy gravity, my mind is high naturally

Still I roll another coner, know that I’m a stoner

All day everyday I’m smoking marijuana

Open up a pound and start with the best buds

Swollen Members in the house, you down to party then get up

It’s the Fun House

Come see what it’s about

When the smoke clears out

People runnin' around

Like a chicken with their head

Chopped off on the ground

Swollen Members, Robbie G

And yeah we runnin' it now

Burnin' it down

Come see what it’s about

It’s the Fun House

Got the people runnin' around

Like a chicken with their head

Chopped off on the ground

Swollen Members, Robbie G

And it’s the ultimate sound

Post-mortem ghost in the mirror reflective image clear

Separated from the body, talking heads the voice is clear

Warning from the quarantine the morning never rises here

Constantly the darkness like a harbor full of red mist

Death wish, whispers in the hallway the dead drift

I’m equipped with spears and whips for grave robbers and derelicts

My narrative is perilous, parallel universe shift

Cause a time rift and rip a hole through spatial fabric

Heart rate skip a beat, repeated like it’s automatic

This is simply problematic, I can solve the riddle with

Incantation that I’m speaking loudly while the candles lit

Floor boards covered with a symbol like an ancient crypt

It’s not surprising, my uprising writhing

Sorta like a serpent when my fangs made for biting

The poison flow, slow and before you know

You go to a place where fiery gates glow yo!

My brain is terrible, Canadian werewolf

Compare me to shady with the crazy variables

Voice is like a bullfrog, snappin' like a bullwhip

Emptyin' a full clip, I’m sick of all the bullshit

Never growin' up I’m always acting ridiculous

Smashin' bitches on the road I call it snappin' a chicken head

Was chillin' out but now I’m back in the thick of it

Making money from this game I’m laughin' like I was ticklish

I’ll eat a rapper like a pickled dish

Or a fuckin' stick of licorice, every lines meticulous

Observe vividly, firing word wizardry

Spit like I talk vividly, angry with off imagery

I’m not crazy that’s just unbalanced chemistry

Dumb talent menacing like I’m gulping Hennessy

You don’t understand the crazy lyrics that this dude brings

Unfortunately tortured in my mind with crazy mood swings