James Brown Is Dead / Renegade Master / HOT DRUM / Tremor (Mixed) - JOYRYDE

Whenever She appears her face is buried Our prayers were answered when we wished to Seymour

I know there's nothing you could have done I'm sorry, but this is the way it has to be My hands are tied You need to stop, but I'm afraid this is ceaseless Could you at least Pick up the pieces Don't super glue the rush shut But make sure the shaft comes out flush Use duct tape to take the sharp shapes and make them smooth enough for strong puffs I know there's nothing you could do Nothing to pull your smoke into To blow it in my face And fake some worth in you I broke the bong popping off like Hasselhoff And I think I should go bruhah, and save I need to smoke some shit before I fucking lose it The price is right to buy a new strong bong Long live my fucking bong Long live my new bong Ah I seriously don't have shit now what the fuck It's over and over again It's over, it's over again How could I ever forgive this It's over, it's over again How could I ever forgive this This is over and over again How can I forget this It's over and over again How can I forget this This is over and over again How can I forget this This is over and over again It certainly is What's done has done Now I'll make my own mistake And have fun while I kill someone For the death of an old bowl's sake For the death of an old friend's sake

When I hit you up I'm talking about bangin' something Chill off in your crib and have a thing Probably make it stank or something Girl, you like my bottom bitch Post my bail, pay for my lawyer Play your position when them other hoes get out of order When you wanna give me that-? You purchase a plane ticket Run around town, when I bust her down They want shit like them lames did it Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick Basically if this bitch lay with me She payin' me, I'm on some pimp shit, for real It's 2 a.m., club was 'bout to close up Thumbing through my contacts 'Bout to call one of my hoes up Then I met you, kicked game And followed you to the breakfast spot Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriott Scream like you got your cherry popped Fucking, switching up positions Thought this shit would never stop Motherfuck the intermission, damn Here we go again When I hit you up I'm talking about bangin' something Chill off in your crib and have a thing Probably make it stank or something Girl, you like my bottom bitch Post my bail, pay for my lawyer Play your position when them other hoes get out of order When you wanna give me that-? You purchase a plane ticket Run around town, when I bust her down They want shit like them lames did it Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick Basically if this bitch lay with me She playin' me, I'm on some pimp shit, for real It's 2 a.m., club was 'bout to close up Thumbing through my contacts 'Bout to call one of my hoes up Then I met you, kicked game And followed you to the breakfast spot Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriott Scream like you got your cherry popped Fucking, switching up positions Thought this shit would never stop Motherfuck the intermission, damn Damn, damn, damn... Smoke 'em Here we go again Yeah, here goes Damn, damn, damn...

Who's on the outside? Looking on the inside, looking at myself? Like a vampire, like I need your blood, to save myself Who got money? Who got wealth? Bitch, I'm poor, ain't got nothing else left Who's the shit? Represent Tell me that Who you is? If you ain't cut no check, don't handle my biz Who's to blame, who's the same We the same Don't complain Don't complain This shit got real This shit right here, this just got real This shit right here Just got real, this shit right here That shit right here, this that shit right here This shit right here That shit right here, this that shit right here This just got real This just got real Do something else (What you doing?) You already got it What you already did Why you let them stop it Bring in the heat (What you doing?) Look at yourself Look at my coat (My coat) It just froze Who's on the outside? Looking on the inside, looking at myself Like a vampire, like I need your blood, to save myself Who got money? Who got wealth? Bitch, I'm poor, ain't got nothing else left Who's the shit Represent Tell me that Who you is? If you ain't cut no check, you ain't handle my biz Who's the blame, who's the same We the same Don't complain Don't complain This shit got real This shit right here, this just got real This shit right here, this that shit right here Just got real, this shit right here That shit right here, this that shit right here This shit right here That shit right here, this that shit right here This just got real This just got real This just got real This just got real This shit right here, this just got real This shit right here, this that shit right here This just got real, this shit right here That shit right here, this that shit right here This shit right here That shit right here, yeah that's dope