Bald Head Bum

"Be angry, and do not sin: do not let the sun go down upon your wrath"
- Ephesians 4:26

(...Two, ready, go)
(Yeah, it's a beautiful morning...)
Okay, so I wake up, right?
Like, I gotta go to work
You know the same old drill (yeah)
It's bright and early
Carpooling with my dad, whatever
(Facts)
Making my way to work
I already don't want to be there, bro
But I'm trying everything I can to be positive
(I dig it)
I'm doing everything in my power
To be positive (mhm)
And the first thing I gotta see
(What you gotta see?)
The first thing I gotta see, bruh
Is this bald head man coming through here
Telling me what to do, it's like...
(That's my boss, not my dad
My dad's cool, that's my boss)
Bro I just wanna, you know what
I wanna do?
(Whatchu wanna do?)
I wanna talk to him
I wanna talk to him (word?)

Ayy, UGFMPD
This too easy, please believe me
Y'all ain't really seeing C3 (Shh)
Okay

Sometimes I just wanna say

Right now I don't got a chopper
But you best talk to me proper
If not, Orville Redenbacher
(POP, POP, POP, POP)

Then they take you to the doctor
Talking to your mom and father
"Is he gonna make it?" No he
(NOT, NOT, NOT, NOT)

Honestly you gotta see
I don't want you to talk to me
If you don't understand that then you
(DUMB, DUMB, DUMB)
(Woo)

But honestly, my God's in me
So I'm still acting modestly
Im a prodigy, man you just a (BALD HEAD BUM)

Spin the 'Rolla round the cul-de-sac
Nobody cold as that
(Sheesh)
Yo, my boy you got a cul-de-sac
Should probably wear a hat
In fact, knowing you, it's true, you probably ain't aware of that
If I were you I'd shave it off I'd be ashamed of baring that

The way the walk you and that boy from Notre Dame should share a back
Middle managed, lips get sandwiched
Cause he used to kissing cracks
See you in public, on sight, promise I could never lack
But I'm on tortilla timing, means I keep it under wraps
(man I wanna say)

Right now I don't got a chopper
But you best talk to me proper
If not, Orville Redenbacher
(POP, POP, POP, POP)

Then they take you to the doctor
Talking to your mom and father
"Is he gonna make it?" No he
(NOT, NOT, NOT, NOT)

Honestly you gotta see
I don't want you to talk to me
If you don't understand that then you
(DUMB, DUMB, DUMB)
(Woo)

But honestly, my God's in me
So I'm still acting modestly
Im a prodigy, man you just a (BALD HEAD BUM)

That's what I said inside my head, not to the man cause I can see
That if I said what's in my head, then I could never hope to be
Just like the One Above who showed his love dying for you and me
(He did)
Suffered endless persecution to fulfill the Lord's decree

Need anger management, to manage it I pray to G-O-D
(I do)
Need it every single day to make it every single week
(Too true)
I'm not from Philly but like Milly, gotta show them that I'm meek
'stead of spazzing, I look past and then I turn the other cheek

'stead of spazzing, I look past and then I think before I speak
If I abhor 'em, I ignore 'em, I clock out and then it's peace
(Deuces)
Cause they can't slow this, only focus, staying 10 toes on my feet
Don't wanna end up like them kids that crossed Elisha in the street
(Ayy)

(Ayy) They said "go up bald head, go up bald head"
They said "go up bald head, go up bald head"
They said "go up bald head, go up bald head"
They showed some carelessness
Couldn't bear with it, now they all dead

I love your soul, I hate your sin
I love your soul, I hate your sin
I love your soul, I hate your sin
I love your soul, I hate your sin



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