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MiQ The Burb Boy

MiQ The Burb Boy is a musical artist known for his unique style that blends various genres such as hip-hop, R&B, and pop. His music often features heartfelt lyrics that delve into personal experiences and emotions. MiQ The Burb Boy has gained a dedicated fanbase for his distinctive sound and memorable melodies. more »

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Gotta wake up, wake up
Say what I gotta say
Pay my dues and sway the youth
And move my fam to a bigger space
Get it, money, power and the fame
Hella quick cause f*ck a bank
I need cash that's in my hand
I need gas to fill the tank
You, do more for you
Do less for them no
You, got inner strength
But it's all to them no
You, you’re so tired
So so tired, so sleep
I'll wake you up
I'll wake you up next week
Cause everybody's in a rush
Everybody's on the run
Everybody's in a rush
Everybody's on the run
Everybody's in a rush
Everybody's gotta move
Everybody's had enough
Everybody's runnin' through
Everybody's gotta move
Everybody's gotta move
Everybody's gotta move
Everybody
Runnin' runnin' runnin'
Don't be runnin' through your days
I was buzzin' buzzin' buzzin'
Sobered up and I felt my age
Where was it was it was it
Where'd I change, where’d I change
Where'd you go, where you at
Rocks thrown at your window pane
I say, Why you always in a rush
Why you always in a rush
Why you always on the run
Why you always on the run
Why you always in a rush
Why you always in a rush
Take my hand and don't loose the grip
Lady take command instead of losin' it
They try to duck under sudafeds
Cause the world fucked up
Tell me who's a kid
Then they really wonder how they lose a kid
Got cops on the street and they shoot the kids
And the kids at home steady losin' it
Cause they don't know who's
Neck noosin' it
I got this shit on my brain
Doin' tapdance
Up through the nightfall
Villains on Batman
And they steady talkin'
I ain't gon be that man
I ain't gon be billboard ballin' with the plaques man
No ghost inna sight
No Pacman
No hoes inna line
And no fuckin' rap fans
Heard me right boy ain't no rap fans
But wait, let's do the maaaath if
This was made up in my mind
To psych me out and quit the grind
Comfort over all inside
My heart like overalls
Over all my
Tapes and you ignored it
Stabbin' my pride
So with that as torment
It's normal to hide
Hold back and hold out
I'm holdin' my breath
Hopin' you open to my type of vibe
But truth to be told I got time for the spare
Catalogue growin' although you don't hear
I move in silent but don't dissapear
Loyal as f*ck, won't diss a peer
Born with the whips
So I'll stack for a Lear
I'm here forever
Who's countin' the
Countin' the years
Homie
Runnin' runnin' runnin'
Don't be runnin' through your days
I was buzzin' buzzin' buzzin'
Sobered up and I felt my age
Where was it was it was it
Where'd I change, where’d I change
Where'd you go, where you at
Rocks thrown at your window pane
I say, Why you always in a rush
Why you always in a rush
Why you always on the run
Why you always on the run
Why you always in a rush
Why you always in a rush

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