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lirik lagu bleubird - cry baby crunk

and i am here today in the hopes of lifting the spirits of america, because i understand americans are very fond of song and dance

florida’s only gold t~~th and tennis shoes
run from the free world in [?]
you can act like a muppet if you dress like a man
i’m a freelance puppet with a one~way ticket
and i’ll ride the greyhound until it breaks me
i’m a juvenile model of my future self
if you live for tomorrow then you die today
and if you come back around then you can find another way
so this is my album, why’d you buy it
if you’re a friend of mine then you’re sick of my mouth
’cause i’m from down south you’re expecting the bounce
and if he’s gonna come with it then it better be wicked
sometimes i’m funny, but it can get annoying
kiss me goodnight before i push you away
so this is for the girls that brush their t~~th in the shower
eat meat but love animals, believe in the power of
dishwashers and construction workers
from the fleas in the bed to the circuit jerkers
i miss my spider, i don’t know who’s got her
but someone could have taken her instead of two more
so leave me a message when you ride your replacement
i’m done talking about my jaded past
from animosity to s~xual tension
to thunderstorm to flatlinin’
and it’s about time i get moving on
i’m freewheeling with a lonely heart
i don’t make excuses ‘cause they’re make believe
i’m a barrel of fun rolling down the hill
you shoulda seen me in my prime, i was such a pr~ck
that person i used to be makes me sick
so i’m throwing it all away
welcome to the crybaby crunk, crunk, crunk
welcome to the crybaby crunk, crunk, crunk
(don’t drink that wine)
hey there mister corporate, you think you’re sl!ck (don’t drink that wine)
you’ve invaded our music and now she’s sick
but if she happens to die because of your drugs
i’m putting in your culo a .38 slug
she swallowed it. yeah!
if you want me, come get me
how the f~ck you think you can take me? (uh oh, uh oh)
i got my true (we ridin’)
here i go, here i go, here i go, here i go
bounce bounce bounce bounce

yeah, “i’m so bitter” but i can still get live
we can get belligerent and drink st ides
you can throw your bows and still act like you care
i’ll probably never be a millionaire
don’t own a shotgun and i don’t want one
my mind’s still shaking from the miami bass
you can pop the trunk but you will never be the poison clan
cowards in costumes get sprayed and paid
i hate yos, yos hate me
“straight out the jungle” was my first cd
from the jimbrowski to the backstreet boys
from the native tongue to all creative toys
floridian raised with the new york mind~state
hip hop has never affected my crime rate
a child of the eighties, i was still a baby
listening to music people thought was crazy
my parents never tried to censor me
even when i got “as nasty as they want 2 be”
it all became a part of me
integrated with teenage angst
the anarchist’s cookbook and childish pranks
raised in the runup of older brothers
thank god he never knew frat life
skateboards and liquid swords
ganster rap and helmet
i’m a melting pot of what used to be hot
when blinded by the present
keep it close to your heart and keep it gritty

- lirik lagu bleubird

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