Flute Loops
Yo
Edub
This is dedicated to the memory of
Flower Boy
AKA
The Flute man
Let's go
Pulp Fiction, Mac royale, I'm a damn hog
Drop you in the damn reservoir, dog
Call me cocky but I'm just confident, Lebron
Fuck you, fuck yo producer, fuck my song
Fuck every song in the world that you're on
Talking bout, motherfuckin pull up
Silverstein, I'm about to pull it
Acting fucking hard, but you got a mullet
Flower Boy, yo, how's it going in the garden?
Fungi infection? Came to finish what you started
Make you do the stank face like I just farted
A moment of silence, for the departed
Smells like ass, yea bet the boy sharted
Sit the fuck down son, I do not run
I aint messin up my suit, you looking like a bum
Stand up straight, correct the bad posture son
Cut the man bun off, looking like Qui-Gon
Clone wars is right, copy other peoples raps
Talking bout pull up, You don't talk like that
I decided to pull this shit out my ass, no thesis
I'm now embedded in yo mind, telekinesis
How you gonna say my bars are hard, in a diss
Apparently you're tangled in my pubes, get off my dick
Calling my bars hard, I appreciate that
Got a edub poster autographed in the back
Got ya name on it, with a pic of my ballsack
Take a whiff, I hope you enjoy that
Ain't shit, and never will be, that's a fact
Oh, you sent a memo? I think I missed that
You a damn junkie, go live In a barn
When you need me, I'll be here, State Farm
Grapes of wrath, make bad wine, so
Get drunk
System infected, cuz you
Faked the funk
Always rejected,
That's the Life of a punk
Chik-fil-a, bitch, eat more chicken
Leave the beef alone, damn you trippin
Talking bout freestyle, who you kidding
What's worse, that it's ass, or that it's written?
Be humble bum, don't be smitten
No matter how hard you try, you will never fit in
So don't mind me, that's the end of the song, be gone
Beat on my chest like fucking King Kong, I'm out
Get the fuck out my face
With that dirty ass fucking shit you call a fuckin song
You heard me?
You ain't Shit.
Go OD somewhere.
Leave me be.
Take a bath with yo stank ass.
edub out.
Edub
This is dedicated to the memory of
Flower Boy
AKA
The Flute man
Let's go
Pulp Fiction, Mac royale, I'm a damn hog
Drop you in the damn reservoir, dog
Call me cocky but I'm just confident, Lebron
Fuck you, fuck yo producer, fuck my song
Fuck every song in the world that you're on
Talking bout, motherfuckin pull up
Silverstein, I'm about to pull it
Acting fucking hard, but you got a mullet
Flower Boy, yo, how's it going in the garden?
Fungi infection? Came to finish what you started
Make you do the stank face like I just farted
A moment of silence, for the departed
Smells like ass, yea bet the boy sharted
Sit the fuck down son, I do not run
I aint messin up my suit, you looking like a bum
Stand up straight, correct the bad posture son
Cut the man bun off, looking like Qui-Gon
Clone wars is right, copy other peoples raps
Talking bout pull up, You don't talk like that
I decided to pull this shit out my ass, no thesis
I'm now embedded in yo mind, telekinesis
How you gonna say my bars are hard, in a diss
Apparently you're tangled in my pubes, get off my dick
Calling my bars hard, I appreciate that
Got a edub poster autographed in the back
Got ya name on it, with a pic of my ballsack
Take a whiff, I hope you enjoy that
Ain't shit, and never will be, that's a fact
Oh, you sent a memo? I think I missed that
You a damn junkie, go live In a barn
When you need me, I'll be here, State Farm
Grapes of wrath, make bad wine, so
Get drunk
System infected, cuz you
Faked the funk
Always rejected,
That's the Life of a punk
Chik-fil-a, bitch, eat more chicken
Leave the beef alone, damn you trippin
Talking bout freestyle, who you kidding
What's worse, that it's ass, or that it's written?
Be humble bum, don't be smitten
No matter how hard you try, you will never fit in
So don't mind me, that's the end of the song, be gone
Beat on my chest like fucking King Kong, I'm out
Get the fuck out my face
With that dirty ass fucking shit you call a fuckin song
You heard me?
You ain't Shit.
Go OD somewhere.
Leave me be.
Take a bath with yo stank ass.
edub out.
Credits
Writer(s): David Mayan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Altri album
- Queens Shit (feat. Untergangsmaschine) - Single
- Cypher X (feat. I K Sega, Lil Jupi & Cas Santos) - Single
- Flute Loops 2.0 (EugeneMade Remix) - Single
- Flute Loops 2.0 (EugeneMade Remix)
- On Me
- Puppets
- Puppets (feat. Lil Jupi) - Single
- Why They Cry
- Jersey Shit (feat. Young Zee) - Single
- emcdouble: The Mixtape
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