Syke - Chum Bucket

Can't nobody tell me where i come from
Barely passed math, bitches suckin on a Dum-Dum
Woah
Why the girlies lookin like they want somthin'
Bitches think im sweet, so they blow me like its bubble gum
Wait
Benson, princess, bubble gum
Put her in a dungeon, random ransom
Woah
Carnage in a suit like issa Gundam
I ain't do shit... but no telling what my gun done
Ooohh
Here we go again
Pointing all the fingers so I'm bringing like 10
Now I'm on the lens
Now these niggas want me in a fence
But if they put me in a pen my soul depending on a pen
Like woah
None you niggas making any sense
Say i'm talking to my shadow? Bitch I'm chilling with my friends
Like what
But when i open up see im the best
Black flames, tentacles, pouring out my chest chest
Ooooh
Thinking im obsessed with the stress manifesting the breast i suggest its addressed
But no
Keep that shit repressed and i bet the distress coalesce to the nest of the head
Like woah
And so i light my candle made of flesh
Now it smells fresh
Now ill get some rest
See my demons paying lease, but i treat em like guests
Dipped in blood from my enemies, now im fucking blessed
She said that all i needed was a hug
She said that all i needed was a little bit of love
A little a bit if love, bitch you thinking yous a "voice from above"?
Bitch you better fucking move less you tryna get stuffed
She looking at the graves that i dug
She lookin at the blood
She tryna fucking judge like i bugged but i shrug
She always tryna fucking pull the plug
Then she tried to take my pills, bitch im better on drugs
I'm that nigga with the world in his hands and a titty in the other
Walk? bitch I hover
Gotem like Tada
Listen how i utter
Theres no fucking other cause word to the tribe I'm smooth like butter
Gave that bitch a baby shower, she aint no mother
If you gotta know, put your mind in the gutter
Quick Qui cut her
Shocked like shutter when you hear nigga rhyme low pitch falsettah
Oh my bad
Band geeks mad
Abandoned that jazz when i skipped that class
Pussy ran fast with a fist thats clasped
Thats a play on words girl chill your ass
Shit
Niggas this a black and white event
Better button up
Bitches better pucker up
Money weed and bitches im bout my green like its Buttercup
If we chilling bring the heat in bars you better run it up
Why this nigga tryna run his mouth
From the south
Using words that nobody knows about
How uncouth
Un-cooth?
Dictionary up in my booth
Wit a loose noose and a fuckin grey goose
Fuck about a aux where the fucking bluetooth
Where my fucking loose screws?
I ain't got a blue clue
Well at least that what my dog say
He can talk too
As soon as i blew all my friends rap too
How Odd...
Future looking hazy kinda dim
Paparazzi screaming out loud "That's Him!"
Killin all the cameras with my 50 'cent tint
Only got two friends
You would think that I'm Grim
I ain't going hard as i can
Bitch
I be going hard cause i can
Bitch
I can take a soul no hands
Lich
I control the time with sand
Prince

Damn
None of this part of my plan
Nameless clothes give a fuck about brand
Been to hell and back imma do that shit again
And again
And again
And again
And agai-a
Agh
Only in blood i pay
And if i need a wish in blood i pray
All of my regrets id prolly wish away though i ain't going to the past way back in the day
Won't nobody listen to a word id say
Prolly fuck around with my fist up, gang woah
Wait
Thats a white hood grab the A
K
K
K
Agh
Where he going next with the flow who knows
Used to light Sage when i write no Toad
2016 when I lost my goals
Oh
Theres a triple 6 better count my woes
Thick black blood dripping down his nose
All these hoes thinking "oh thats gross"
Thats a metaphor for a mind thats broke
But with all these likes
Its mind thats dope
Flashback: running with Adidas
Listening to music thinking "nigga that could be us"
I was like 12 so he couldn't really see us
I wasn't really a fetus cause i still had my
Ideas
Couple years later weed head like Chia
Never had a name, no face like Sia
Building my identity, fucking Ikea
Stay fresh but bars gone long like Mia
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Written by:
Nathan Labossiere

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