[VERSE 1: JESSE TURVEY]
Yo what the fuck it's already 4 in the morning
I'm bussin' up the dope, I'm a touch down, zonin'
Better gimme that potent, chillin' my room and I'm mixin' potions
I'm smokin' harry pot until I drop, Broken
Don't talk me unless spoken too
You'll slur words with that broken tooth
Not hoping too, I'm just hoping you
Find hope in you, cause I don't see shit
You're a lost cause something like a war
People spend a lot money than they find out you're a whore
Cause you the type of bitch that like to trip and fall on dick
With car crash look to your face, you're an accident
I'm practicin' rappin' shit, smack a bitch, laughin' fit
I don't really give a fuck if you're havin' this
I got a science bitch I know she love experimenting
But I'm a kill the kid because I'm not fit for parenting
I'm fuckin' shit up, blown' money like it's weed
And my paypal account over flow and my computer freeze
[HOOK]
My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words
And theres too much fuckin' pressure in my brain that it hurts
I'm not saying anything for right now, no words
But it's a perfect fucking ending when you end up in a hearse
[VERSE 2: MR COATHANGER]
Strollin' through the atmosphere
I probably won't be back this year
So high I can't even steer
Get ready cause the future's near
And I'm the future here
I better be the future here
Cause everybody's scared of what comes next
Stupid fears
See I don't really care
A lot of people play unfair
Underrated white kid rappin'
You don't even know what happened
Back up bitch, you fuckin' average
Want my bitches from a pageant
That's what the fuck i imagine
I'm a motha fuckin' savage
Eat you out and toss your salad
Than you tell me I got talent
Nah bitch I'm fuckin' gallant
This the shit that I be foundin'
It's not the sheep I'm counting
Fall to sleep to beats I'm pounding
Better move cause this beast arousing
Better move cause the beast astounding
Delicate etiquette but it's evil sounding
Better get ready for all the people around me
This the sequel, number two with more to do
We the shit I promise you
We killin' shit like monsters do
I don't really give a shit about a mother fucker frontin'
I'm gunnin' they runnin', I'm a monster dude
[HOOK]
My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words
And theres too much fuckin' pressure in my brain that it hurts
I'm not saying anything for right now, no words
But it's a perfect fucking ending when you end up in a hearse
[BRIDGE]
Yo this the Lorne Bridge
And I be on my hoarders shit
Cause I'm saving my rhymes for the right time
I'm get a get a little bit cuckoo bitch
No stupid shit, I'm ruthless bitch
I don't really give fuck like boo hoo bitch
You're losin' movement, losin' shoes and
Now you gonna get a little new improvement
Tearin' up everything that I'm touching
Rappin' like I'm double clutching
Everybody lovin' something
You ain't gonna fuck with nothing
Now I know you huffin' something
Puffin' like you up to something
High as fuck on Robitussin
[HOOK x2]
My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words
And theres too much fuckin' pressure in my brain that it hurts
I'm not saying anything for right now, no words
But it's a perfect fucking ending when you end up in a hearse
Yo what the fuck it's already 4 in the morning
I'm bussin' up the dope, I'm a touch down, zonin'
Better gimme that potent, chillin' my room and I'm mixin' potions
I'm smokin' harry pot until I drop, Broken
Don't talk me unless spoken too
You'll slur words with that broken tooth
Not hoping too, I'm just hoping you
Find hope in you, cause I don't see shit
You're a lost cause something like a war
People spend a lot money than they find out you're a whore
Cause you the type of bitch that like to trip and fall on dick
With car crash look to your face, you're an accident
I'm practicin' rappin' shit, smack a bitch, laughin' fit
I don't really give a fuck if you're havin' this
I got a science bitch I know she love experimenting
But I'm a kill the kid because I'm not fit for parenting
I'm fuckin' shit up, blown' money like it's weed
And my paypal account over flow and my computer freeze
[HOOK]
My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words
And theres too much fuckin' pressure in my brain that it hurts
I'm not saying anything for right now, no words
But it's a perfect fucking ending when you end up in a hearse
[VERSE 2: MR COATHANGER]
Strollin' through the atmosphere
I probably won't be back this year
So high I can't even steer
Get ready cause the future's near
And I'm the future here
I better be the future here
Cause everybody's scared of what comes next
Stupid fears
See I don't really care
A lot of people play unfair
Underrated white kid rappin'
You don't even know what happened
Back up bitch, you fuckin' average
Want my bitches from a pageant
That's what the fuck i imagine
I'm a motha fuckin' savage
Eat you out and toss your salad
Than you tell me I got talent
Nah bitch I'm fuckin' gallant
This the shit that I be foundin'
It's not the sheep I'm counting
Fall to sleep to beats I'm pounding
Better move cause this beast arousing
Better move cause the beast astounding
Delicate etiquette but it's evil sounding
Better get ready for all the people around me
This the sequel, number two with more to do
We the shit I promise you
We killin' shit like monsters do
I don't really give a shit about a mother fucker frontin'
I'm gunnin' they runnin', I'm a monster dude
[HOOK]
My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words
And theres too much fuckin' pressure in my brain that it hurts
I'm not saying anything for right now, no words
But it's a perfect fucking ending when you end up in a hearse
[BRIDGE]
Yo this the Lorne Bridge
And I be on my hoarders shit
Cause I'm saving my rhymes for the right time
I'm get a get a little bit cuckoo bitch
No stupid shit, I'm ruthless bitch
I don't really give fuck like boo hoo bitch
You're losin' movement, losin' shoes and
Now you gonna get a little new improvement
Tearin' up everything that I'm touching
Rappin' like I'm double clutching
Everybody lovin' something
You ain't gonna fuck with nothing
Now I know you huffin' something
Puffin' like you up to something
High as fuck on Robitussin
[HOOK x2]
My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words
And theres too much fuckin' pressure in my brain that it hurts
I'm not saying anything for right now, no words
But it's a perfect fucking ending when you end up in a hearse
( Popper Gang )
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