Lyrics:
floss call it gum disease
Boy now we buildin from the ground up
Dead to all our old ways, weeds of the flesh
Killin it like Round-Up
Suckas tryin
saw that day when I found my golden-eyed girl
I wandered down the street to state in a little town called Bristol
I found her there in O'mainin's pub,
time
Get back at the ones who took me by surprise
Man, I
Pulled the knives out my back and then I made a mirror
Looked inside and asked how, what, where,
but every little boy grows up
And he's haunted by the heart that died
Longing for the world that was
Before the Fall
Oh, but then forgiveness
pre-schoolers new cannonball
Bandage the wounds inflicted by hounds and press the rib meat right back inside
A dozen old ladies who visit from Hades have filed
Ladies and gentlemen
If I could I have your attention please
After a long, long wait
I'm back
Call me Sticks but I'm the whole branch
I can rap about
Ha ha, yeah! I go by the infamous name of B-Eazy. Barge House! You may catch me flying down I-35, or rolling down I-20. And they always ask
Who dat?
shit off the top of the top, what the fuck I'ma do with a lid?
We don't do limits, my money ain't timid
I spend it and double it back with some interest
a collective of artists not passed down from my father
Momma said go ahead keep rapping boy and you will go way farther
Than the Sienna in the summer
is old
Couldn't hold me back in Shackles like I'm tied with rope
If I was rap's messiah
Come back 3 days later
Haunt you hoes
Make you shake more ass
You're kinda cute huh?,
Got any friends?,
I hear it's goin' up,
Down by the beach,
If you can keep up, up,
And follow me.
La di da di da di da,
I'm sitting in the front seat
I close my eyes and smile so wide, I'll play some A$AP Rocky
Just the life of a little year nine
Muddy from some rugby
and giving hand outs
If you down, then it ain't my fault
Do it 'til niggas can't breathe
Y'all should be hip to the sauce by now
Moving 'til I'm pulling
stroke be like the navy all my seaman in the sea
So you see man I be the man going he man in the v
I just turned her from a vegan back to meat
Apex
on the rocks cause your boy has been lost
He’s been drowning in thoughts, and falling apart
And pulling out knives from the back of his heart
Because this world
too much
I'm down for whatever baby girl you know it's up
I'm just tryna grow old with you if we talking bout us
That boy called me a simp but really I
[Verse 3: Slimm Calhoun]
A town down Braves started cap from the land of the made
ain't no hard atrap after depts of the dungeon
We livin' artifacts
Watch that quarter came out flying
Second time the stage was silent
That little boy he such a pyro
Almost lit the house on fire
Yes you wish you had his
What a day to be my enemy
What a day to be my enemy
What a day be my enemy
What a day
I woke up to another tragic story
A fourteen year old boy, went
awaited
I touched down in this little old town
I built myself up from the ground
lookin in my mama's eyes i can tell that she proud
Cause she knows it's
said they had an informant
I'm back in this caged up cell
With the apes in jail, now I'm back in this eight by twelve
See I tried to live right
But
Especially coming from me
I met this girl when I was 13
What a drama queen, no fuckin' class
And she bit back at my fuckin' ass
Had another one when I was 21
liked me at 14, I'd get attached
Turn into a simp and I am way too young for that
Probably would've found a girl that's fine just from the back
Give
look back on the good old days
And you know that I miss those days
Get mad when ya mama tell you no you can't get yo way
Straighten up boy fix yo face
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