BUMP (Intro)
Live free, gently, to love again
Can it be?
Can it be?
Can it be?
Can it be true love again?
You know, I spent so much time putting off this album
Being lazy with no motivation
Fuck that, that shit is done
Aight, look
They thought that I was a quitter
Because I took to my twitter
I canceled "Non-Lethal" because that shit was way too bitter
I threw that right to the shitter
But now I'm better than ever
To chop my way back into your hearts and then maybe your liver
Cause now my flow cuts deeper than the knife at Thanksgiving dinner
And when I do it, so chipper, I think my teeth might just glitter
Just like that one babysitter who dumped her kids in the river
You must be thinkin that iRobot with a neurotransmitter
Yeah, no I'm just a big hitter, harder than even Will Smith is
Bitch slap you harder than these motherfucking bodybuilder bitches
Throw you right to the trenches
You come right back with a clenched fist
Then I give myself the power to build me a wall and some fences
Yeah these rhymes are just sketches
And piece of mind no expenses
I take down all your defenses
I don't care what your intent is
I'm going hard on offensive
Scribble out all your agendas
You all here for the start
Of how my rap game commences
Can I love again?
Can it be?
Yeah I've got love for the game
Y'all better not disagree!
I can do all this without the help of CBD
Not from the LBC don't need no trees and no weed
I know they all the same thing
But it just ain't what I need
Decided long ago that all that shit it just wasn't me
I challenge all of my peers to try sobriety
Stick to water, caffeine, then maybe try some green tea
You don't need all that lean syruped out like sap from a tree
It can ruin your image just be the best you can be
I ain't hating on those who do what I love to hate
It ain't my place to judge but I just can't relate
Like why the fuck you wanna go and predetermine your fate?
I don't get it maybe it's a personality trait
Off topic but my ego so big, think it's time to deflate
But I love the attention, I don't need to restate
The fact that I am writing myself all of the way up to fame
Deliberately writing and trying to carve the pathway
Damn
Can it be?
Can it be?
Can it be?
Can it be true love again?
You know, I spent so much time putting off this album
Being lazy with no motivation
Fuck that, that shit is done
Aight, look
They thought that I was a quitter
Because I took to my twitter
I canceled "Non-Lethal" because that shit was way too bitter
I threw that right to the shitter
But now I'm better than ever
To chop my way back into your hearts and then maybe your liver
Cause now my flow cuts deeper than the knife at Thanksgiving dinner
And when I do it, so chipper, I think my teeth might just glitter
Just like that one babysitter who dumped her kids in the river
You must be thinkin that iRobot with a neurotransmitter
Yeah, no I'm just a big hitter, harder than even Will Smith is
Bitch slap you harder than these motherfucking bodybuilder bitches
Throw you right to the trenches
You come right back with a clenched fist
Then I give myself the power to build me a wall and some fences
Yeah these rhymes are just sketches
And piece of mind no expenses
I take down all your defenses
I don't care what your intent is
I'm going hard on offensive
Scribble out all your agendas
You all here for the start
Of how my rap game commences
Can I love again?
Can it be?
Yeah I've got love for the game
Y'all better not disagree!
I can do all this without the help of CBD
Not from the LBC don't need no trees and no weed
I know they all the same thing
But it just ain't what I need
Decided long ago that all that shit it just wasn't me
I challenge all of my peers to try sobriety
Stick to water, caffeine, then maybe try some green tea
You don't need all that lean syruped out like sap from a tree
It can ruin your image just be the best you can be
I ain't hating on those who do what I love to hate
It ain't my place to judge but I just can't relate
Like why the fuck you wanna go and predetermine your fate?
I don't get it maybe it's a personality trait
Off topic but my ego so big, think it's time to deflate
But I love the attention, I don't need to restate
The fact that I am writing myself all of the way up to fame
Deliberately writing and trying to carve the pathway
Damn
Credits
Writer(s): Wyatt Grubbs
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