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ted bunston - triple b livin' lyrics
[ted]
[verse 1]
eeri pocket fulls of horror like material
p-ssin my life away aming at cheerios
im cereal
wasted
days a blazin
im racin my mind complacent
but erasin all the sinisicm
makes it an occasion
can’t keep up?
im not blamin ya
theres no shame in a
slower track of mind
its amazing how i can make sh-t up
understand not
how i am weaving words into plots
to lower my own standards for the verses in my songs
put yourself in my socks
feel how weird it would be
if everyone could spit like me
then my saliva makes up the sea’s
mix it up with ease
stickin it up double d’s
racin around the sheet
(b-tch please)
my brain composes perfect beats
f-ck the figure of speech
i like a fat unappealing verse on a beat
my words are mystique
my rhyming is steeped
tees on the beach
when im feelin the cheech
going hard in the sheets when my johnsons unleashed
power outages primarily caused
by my lighting bolt energy striking a town like the gods
i ain’t flawed
individual premonition
f-ck a well of wishin
my mission is changin the systemsit and listen
stuck in the back with my system bumpin
your sistas humpin
im givin f-cks like
like all of the rednecks do their closest cousins
the dopest white boy since mclovin
cough up a lung when
i begin the chuffin
when up im up in the booth my sh-t your lovin
[hook]
fulfillin triple b livin’
on a spree rap machine sit and listen
everybodys jealous cause they got no rhythm
fulfillin
triple b livin
sit and listen
[ted]
[verse 2]
dove deep in slopes for nothin
but f-ck it
my anger means sh-t
to all these drunken huffers
so quit your bluffin im comin
redemption tastes sweet
you’re jet life’s crashing when we meet toe to toe on a beat
so get used to defeat
and your -ss wrapped round the kicks on my feet
who woulda thought the valley would make a rapper quite like me…
likely that he
has surp-ssed expectations from peers who thought out of 10 he was 3
now they can kiss my -ss ya see
ain’t got nothin on me
superior rhymes succeed
even when the record scratches won’t throw me off beaat
i got a firm grip
can’t rip
this sh-t from my hands
they to key to your destruction
i possess the master plan
infuriating m-sses
better get some gl-sses
cause you need to see im the man
im 18 and releasing cl-ssics
your sour and old
vlasics
im cool and fresh cuc-mber blastin
my perfect lyrics past all the masters
of craft
flippin the script up
enough foolin around im warmed up ready for the mic blow and rocket to the clouds
cannot stop a flow so persistent
i know your wishin
that you could dish like this kid
but all the plates are in cabinets in my kitchen
i got no will power
but at this hour
you can count on me holdin back from holdin back on a beat and scarin cowards…
(d-mn… anybody just hear that?)
[hook]
[pauly]
[verse 3]
i finish spitting over nicks sick beat
shower, plow a b-tch, replenish and repeat
stuck in the cycle of a life long trial
seems like i get nothing from it but straight denial
but raps the only thing thats worth my while
dreamin of that lifestyle makes my whole face smile
this cash race is fast paced you in last place
youre a mistake that needs to be replaced by an ace
cause we make a mean team my adidas and me
rocking the three stripes all the way from bc
its a full blown crisis, i rhyme like this
squish and stomp you like a hippopotamus
enemies tension grows with aggression
when they see its their b-tch i got in my possession
let that be your lesson
shes over for a s-x and strip session
there goes my blessings
[ted]
perfect!
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