DEEMUN - BRUHMANEGOD

Woo

I love where I’m from but everybody sound

Yeh, everybody sound the same

Deemun

Evil, evil

Deemun

No you not a

Deemun

Shit what you a piece of?

Who ya let deceive ya?

Whatever you want all the time

Every day, no stoppin'

Control yourself, no option

You ain’t tryna know yourself, you tryna be the most poppin'

Be the most punk

Do the most, stunt every day or else you see the hole shut

Bitch why is you cryin', this real life

And you gotta be a grown up

It don’t got to make no fuckin sense

Rockstar shit, okay

Rock hard dick, okay

Popstar bitch, cocaine

Wokhardt drink, okay

Glock arm limp, no aim

Why do i still try?

Why do you think I’m prfect?

I like the feeling that I gt when you can’t have what you want

I guess you ate enough, guess you thought I had less than two arms

Stickin' my hand inside everything, I won’t hesitate

That was the best wasted opportunity I ever ate

You know everything bout everyone you never met

Said you would greet me with violence so why you hesitant

I’m tryna be beamed to an island covered in sediment

I hate who you are and everything that I said I meant