Tekst piosenki
(Verse 1)
Bob’s about to bite a bitch
This is just the start of it
Run away fast as you can
His teeth are gnashing at my hand
Swinging like he’s spiderman
Bounce off walls like rubber bands
She clingy like a screaming fan
Snap her back like she’s a can
Twirling like a whirly bird
All of this feels so absurd
Rambling racing rushing by
Anything for a piece of pie
Bob just wants a slice of life
So he tries to bark and bite
Taste the world with his teeth
The fear of failure hits him deep
Afraid to take a long deep sleep
And wake up feeling so damn grey
Thinking this is the is only way
Shake and bake a bitch for days
Road runner running fast for days
Leave her lost in a cloudy haze
Leader of men like Charlemagne
Fever like the fuhrer’s craze
I did not see this coming back
To bite my ass like an asp
(Hook)
Shudder motherfuckers
Here we go
Take it take it take it slow
Can a bitch cannon ball?
This cannibal is coming for you all
(Bridge)
Swoop down and crush a motherfucker to pulp
Fiction brings friction and tension between us
Seizing like caesar, so leafy and green
I wake up but this feels like it’s a fucking dream
(Verse 2)
So We hit the play as you hit pause
Creep like a player when we swinging in the halls
Stepping like the bricks that they move in rolls
The only thing more dangerous is a strike from her claws
Hold that cat, beat that ferret so flat
Leave like Ferris when we steal the red jag
Out the back door as we make shit mad
Runny like the eggs that sizzle in the pan
Blowing up pompeii and Vesuvius bad
Craters like the moon that I reach with my fam
And I’m back in black like Cash, singing my stand!
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
I Fucked em like Ikea
I’m Bright like ideas
Flying high and free
I’m never really goin fear ya
Follow me like the leader
Play off of the fear
Palm haters like spring n summer and Swerve as I veer
Peer through your shields
Brooke’s about to feel
Why they call me the real deal
Harder than holyfield, Adamantium and steel
Confront you so blunt I leave higher than I feel
Higher than birdman, a condor of pure skill
This is high school with no jocks to teach
A big ole bunch of freaks and geeks
Frankly I’m frightened of the breach
Punch through like a stutter so deep
Hold my breath, I’m taking the leap!
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