Bumble

The strong rise from below
They are born or they are bred, or whatever they want you to know
Only the few, only the strong
The rest can be as fools, and played long

Is that your heart on the ground
No matter now, got to keep on

Saying your prayers, give em' hell boson
Stretching part truth, with tailored suits on
Fulfilling disaster, sycophant symphony
Owning the mic, then speakin' just how they taught you to see

Is that your mind on the ground
No time to lose, got to keep on

Nose to the grind, tick it off time piece
Breath of fresh air, in the midst of opportunistic disease
Rich men's scams are poor man's burdens
It's times like these they prove their worth man

Is that our fault on the ground
All our time in this world has come for us now
All our time in this world has come for us now



Credits
Writer(s): Will Fontaine
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