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zedd ace - bean in my hand lyrics
yh, seems i’m back huh, kinda crazy
number one aesthetic. let’s see how it goes…
rappers, nothing more important than my glasses, i can see through you, i’m an evil menace, a king who uses blades to slaughter in the palace, you think that you crazy, really have you ever met us..
don’t mean make you run, because you saw my shadow, i put grenades in your mouth, then imma make you swallow, i push it in your throat, i see your eyes are yellow, you know, the north isn’t just a kingdom
i won’t have it.. you have a car drive it
i’m fed up with your cr_p and your bullsh_t habit
either i make love to it or state at it
hate my method, you just don’t get it..
since my first blade man nothing else mattered. the cuts and the k!lls, the girls i butchered..
that essential feeling, felt i had it
but deep inside i was always the saddest
what i want is a plan, have a bean in my hand
when i plant, it will grow, play my beats to my fans
it will peep from the floor, from my feet to my toes..
if you think zakazo kajadani well you can
enough of that groove, and that same vibe
and that same tune, and that same guy
who keeps on lying about about his gold tooth
and how he moves with a pretty sick ride, the f_ck am i here doing?, i don’t mean sh_t
i don’t drive cars, i got no b_tch
no gold on my wrist, i don’t do high
i get pretty sick when you grab me a mic
i could take you home dear, we could spend time
i bite your ear, you scratch my thighs
i don’t do drunk, but i take rap
i beat up punks then go for a nap
i come back tough.. you all ain’t fly
you all ain’t cool, you don’t blow minds
i’m my own music, my own guy
spit the kinda sh_t that blow the roof to the sky
what i want is a plan, have a bean in my hand
when i plant, it will grow, play my beats to my fans
it will peep from the floor, from my feet to my toes..
if you think zakazo kajadani well you can
there’s nothing more intense than watching people die, you see me coming, you should know to call and say good bye, i see you in the spirit realm, i yell “hi”, then i will turn around and dress myself in a disguise
and follow you follow you till i make you run
as you storm off,ill be right behind you, “i’m your man”
but then its really sad you made the wrong turn
i catch you in the corner, crying “what have i done”
“please don’t k!ll me.. please, please” (screams)
i guess you could say, i’ll be feeling awesome for days, i’ll be caught alone in the office, starring as i notice, this mistress is miss bliss christoffer fist knuckle, f_ck it imma make her chuckleyh, seems i’m back huh, kinda crazy
number one aesthetic. let’s see how it goes…
rappers, nothing more important than my glasses, i can see through you, i’m an evil menace, a king who uses blades to slaughter in the palace, you think that you crazy, really have you ever met us..
don’t mean make you run, because you saw my shadow, i put grenades in your mouth, then imma make you swallow, i push it in your throat, i see your eyes are yellow, you know, the north isn’t just a kingdom
i won’t have it.. you have a car drive it
i’m fed up with your cr_p and your bullsh_t habit
either i make love to it or state at it
hate my method, you just don’t get it..
since my first blade man nothing else mattered. the cuts and the k!lls, the girls i butchered..
that essential feeling, felt i had it
but deep inside i was always the saddest
what i want is a plan, have a bean in my hand
when i plant, it will grow, play my beats to my fans
it will peep from the floor, from my feet to my toes..
if you think zakazo kajadani well you can
enough of that groove, and that same vibe
and that same tune, and that same guy
who keeps on lying about about his gold tooth
and how he moves with a pretty sick ride, the f_ck am i here doing?, i don’t mean sh_t
i don’t drive cars, i got no b_tch
no gold on my wrist, i don’t do high
i get pretty sick when you grab me a mic
i could take you home dear, we could spend time
i bite your ear, you scratch my thighs
i don’t do drunk, but i take rap
i beat up punks then go for a nap
i come back tough.. you all ain’t fly
you all ain’t cool, you don’t blow minds
i’m my own music, my own guy
spit the kinda sh_t that blow the roof to the sky
what i want is a plan, have a bean in my hand
when i plant, it will grow, play my beats to my fans
it will peep from the floor, from my feet to my toes..
if you think zakazo kajadani well you can
there’s nothing more intense than watching people die, you see me coming, you should know to call and say good bye, i see you in the spirit realm, i yell “hi”, then i will turn around and dress myself in a disguise
and follow you follow you till i make you run
as you storm off,ill be right behind you, “i’m your man”
but then its really sad you made the wrong turn
i catch you in the corner, crying “what have i done”
“please don’t k!ll me.. please, please” (screams)
i guess you could say, i’ll be feeling awesome for days, i’ll be caught alone in the office, starring as i notice, this mistress is miss bliss christoffer fist knuckle, f_ck it imma make her chuckle
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