Press the flag and enjoy. ♡ Lyrics ------------------------------------------------------------------------- You know, when I feel bad What I like to do is just... Go somewhere and SCREAM! Uh, I'm on attack now Put on the back-end I'm gonna go smackin' I'm wrackin' up Plaquettes for rapping And backin' the maggots That actually had it and Rather than trappin' They put all the work Into actually rapping and Factually mappin' The places they goin' I'm growin' to matchin' and Laughin' with people I'd probably slap If I met them a year ago Lyrical miracle genius I mean it. I'm Stevie I wonder if you've ever seen it I keep it on me cause its how I keep bands up Put your hands up like you all know the answer Dancers, I never hire them Never dеsire them All the wеll, I still admire them Fire them cause I do not want em feeble The diesel inside of my blood you a weasel Ow! This is too loud! My ears are hurting! My ears are burning! Pretty concerning the fears that I'm learning I'm yearning for tables that turn to the sound Burnin too loud Kickin' em out cause I don't smoke Kickin' em out cause I don't toke Kickin' em out cause I don't want To smell the smell of the wrap that they grab Cause that wrap is too foul Let's go I'm goin' harder than all of you people, go follow and Pray to me like imma preacher A teacher of coppin some fans on the internet Start puttin' work and go put down that cigarette Hit em dead (hit!) Hit em with hitta rounds Don't carry bigga rounds but I got bigga sound Bigga and cold like a lager I Scold like a father I Smarter than Harvard and Swigging my fist on a disser My wrist doesn't bend and I Say awful words to myself as pretend I am pretending that I am ascending But listening to myself kinda depressin' At least I can hide it all up with distortion Contortionist bought up a microphone Better than fentanyl Honestly end it all Send it all Wendigo Fend a brawl Let her go Let him fall Let him fall into the chamber The dangerous chamber the Rangers call loving and trust when it Bust you gon wish it back And attack anyone Mildly annoying that's Honestly holding your heart in the Places it should be. A Rookie could get it But when you're embedded and Setted in hate it get harder to Understand people's intentions. I Get it now that it is mentioned I pray for succession Uh, I'm on attack now Put on the back-end I'm gonna go smackin' I'm wrackin' up Plaquettes for rapping And backin' the maggots That actually had it and Rather than trappin' They put all the work Into actually rapping and Factually mappin' The places they goin' I'm growin' to matchin' and Laughin' with people I'd probably slap If I met them a year ago Lyrical miracle genius I mean it. I'm Stevie I wonder if you've ever seen it I keep it on me cause its how I keep bands up Put your hands up like you all know the answer Dancers, I never hire them Never desire them All the well, I still admire them Fire them cause I do not want em feeble The diesel inside of my blood you a weasel Ow! This is too loud! My ears are hurting! My ears are burning! Pretty concerning the fears that I'm learning I'm yearning for tables that turn to the sound Burnin too loud Kickin' em out cause I don't smoke Kickin' em out cause I don't toke Kickin' em out cause I don't want To smell the smell of the wrap that they grab Cause that wrap is too foul Uh, shoutout to me for producing the song And doing the vocals, and mixing the vocals, and mixing the song, and exporting the song- Actually, ya know, just shoutout to me for everything okay? Umm, uh the song is over now so bye
Art belongs to the owner. Song by KevinKempt. More Daycore Soon.
