Song Description

A super hyped song about peer pressure forcing you to go crazy.

Lyrics

Verse 1:
This is my suicide note for my mama nem/
Hope they honor him without crying I've been watering/
Them roses in the garden for a while but if you drown them then/
I might as well, be, signing this letter anonymous/

Buzz be the name, birds be the old flame/
But these birds been the same since the shell domain/
What the hell is Romain to this color cocain/
I guess thats why I'm lightyears ahead of the whole game/

Heard me you call me a coleague, call me just know that I'm probably/
On the way, after training, with Ash and Rocky/
Ain't rode or a track that could stop me, I waxing everything like/
Mr.Miagi is at a dealership teaching karate/

I'm like the bread to salami, cheese, lettuce pickles, bologna/
And a bag a chips after the dip, cookie, soda and wondering/
What took you so long to eat a meal, or know that your hungry/
But I stung the game at left it swollen, it blew up behind me
(chorus)

Verse 2:
I can crucify the line, in between truth and lies/
Why are you surprised, I had all these legends euthanized?/
I'm the best alive, but they look at me like "How'd you survive?"/
I came out spitting, cause my momma had a booth inside/

Her womb when I, spent 9 months there, doing time/
Tables, calculating, future bread, planning to retire/
My pops was Black Dynamite, attracted to the Bic kind/
I was born to blow the fuck up as soon as I spit fire/

I, know that you, won't take the truth, lying down/
But I'm so much the truth, ain't nothing else to do, but lye around/
I'm lying now, I ain't got time, to be lying down/
I'm quiet now, but my whisper's as strong as a lion's growl/

Of course I want beef, the whole game is giant cow/
I ain't tip it yet, but I can hear the kids crying now/
It's raining cats and dogs, the kind of wet that you would try and drown/
The way I hold it down, you better hope I keep the sky around/

(chorus)

Verse 3:
Eannie, meannie, minie, moe, how many rappers really wanna go/
I'm a raptor to a rapper, getting Jurassic, don't get your ass kicked by the flow/
It's hard to keep a float, with a boat full of hoes, but you gotta know I'm sailing in an ocean of those/
I can probably grab Aquaman, throw him over my shoulder, hop in and have him holding his nose/

Something smells fishy, bumping this beat with so much inten-sity you can feel it instant-ly/
People claiming that they feel it miles-away, within the next 10 cities, who's next to me really?/
Sticking up, anybody with a thick enough, body to body I'm probably gone cut, half of them and build me a semi-/
Tery for my wallets-, cause my pockets so fat, I that I'm with 4 bitches, but I see 10 titties/ Really?

Fuck them bruh, I was born to fuck them up, count how many rubbers I bust, and tell me if i give a fuck enough/
Cause I can give a fuck less, than a fuck fest, on op-posite day, with a middle finger up the butt/
I, fuck the beat, like I fuck a slut, I can't fuck enough, so I ain't stopping untill I see the blood coming up/
Or the off-icer, pulls me off- of her, cause the rigormortis has, both her hands clutching on my nuts/

(chorus)

Chorus:
They told me to tear it up, up, I gotta tear it up/
They told me to tear it up, up, So I'm a tear it up/
They told me to tear it up, up, I gotta tear it up/
So I'm a tear it up, tear that ass up Donte!/