Scream For Me
One Bad Son
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Made In The Name Of Rock N Roll
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[Intro] One day they will all come to my funeral just to make sure I stay dead But today is not that day! I'm alive! My heart is still beating, and I am breathing fresh air for the first time in a long time This is what you call a paradigm shift Hey, hey, lawd. (You don't fuck with a god.) [Verse 1:] I'm taking y'all for a ride, start buckling up While I smash into a wall, my life fuckin' me up Two hunnid on the dash, a baddie suckin' my nuts I wrote my suicide note twice and I crumpled 'em up I'm toughening up, the time for all you fuckers is up An upper cut and your whole entire up'll get cut A gun gonna bust Hollows gon' be rippin' through your flesh till that meat white only as the front of the bus A one and you done I'm one bad son of a strap, don't care if we brothers in arms Your brother get clapped Rifle long as a trunk you get stuffed in the back The gunner is back. (brr-bow) run up, get slapped Your bungie just snapped, you fumbled the bag - this not your sport I son so many rappers yet I never pay child support I'm dope nigga there's a lot to snort I am the immovable object and the unstoppable force 718, nigga, flame flicker, we are not the same nigga Bang bigger, bang bigger, still up in your pockets like thanks, nigga I am beating you to death and I'mma beat you to the brink, nigga Metal on me and it's viking sized You'll just see bodies falling over like the Night King died You like my stride The Gawd and I'll scream it in your face Move wrong you'll [?] like you do in the race cuz [Hook:] Everybody want smoke til they get it Start coughing and the start to regret it Ahem, look a killer in his eyes, yeah For thinking I would let you slide, yeah The doors commit suicide, yeah And you know I got a [?], yeah I know they wishin' that a nigga died, yeah It feels so good to be alive!.. Live... Live... Gawd [Verse 2:] I am the wave, your whole boat gettin' crushed This a can of worms you'll hate yourself for openin' up Takin' note of all your weaknesses when you're openin' up I'll put a 40 in your mouth, soon as you open it up. Yuh I was here losin' it and these niggas been talkin but I ain't trippin' They lose it if in the shoes that I walk in. Yuh I won't let nobody play me crazy til I'm pushin' up daisies Fuck you until the Lord take me I'm here shit-talkin'. Yuh A broken heart but a lotta [?] Lettin' one point in your face like 'not today' Passin' whoopins with the belt like [?] Make a bitch scream [?] andale andale Uzi spray, you choose to play dumb You'll see more arms flying than [?] run Who's to say who's who to say anything? I say and I take what I want and that's everything I'm ill with it, ill with it, there ain't a cure for me Harvard professors got a couple things to learn from me Never was a freshman, I skipped the class like [?] Between you and me, sometimes I wish that there was two of me For fuckin' competition - most these niggas tough as pom-pom Sweet as bon-bons Money flippin' like a swan song Bomb, built different I'm talking prove something nigga [?] Lettin' arms clap like 'do something, nigga!' Lord [Hook:] Smoke til they get it Start coughing and they start to regret it Ahem, look a killer in his eyes, yeah For thinking I would let you slide, yeah The doors commit suicide, yeah And you know I got a [?], yeah I know they wishin' that a nigga died, yeah It feels so good to be alive!.. Live... Live... Fuck you