Lyrics:
my, my, my bad side
Gun in my nose, slap my girl in her face
Took both my beepers and my ill skin case
Snatched all my gold, sucker punk and he's
and glitz, trash and piss
From pits to bliss
This is Screw, OutKast and Clipse
This is Daft Punk, Kraftwerk, 909 to 606
This ain't cis and this exists
Ain't no
to creep up on the low like I'm gonna let em
Nope, was battle tested, it's all a blessing
How you recognize a demon from the face through expressions
One
At your chest and core, commencing war’s like stepping toward a shank
You a featherweight, I slaughter chickens stepping to the plate
Daft Punk treatment,
turnin suckers to slush
Heavyweight beef for you punks that fuss
Whippin like handball, punishin the face
I'm all up in 'em like Section Eight
Logical
to also sing?
Daft Punk's Homework and Tron
Because of the Times by Kings of Leon
1984 Van Halen's self-titled
Beastie Boys License to Ill
Angels
The Lower East Side began
Punk fashion as well
With ripped clothes and spiked hair
Worn by a poet named Richard Hell
Hell was in Television, The Neon Boys
up behind them
And open their veins
The devil in wolf's clothing
Yung Plague attends them demon masquerades
But I ain't mask my face
I pass the blade
Blood on my face
Blood on my kicks
Talk down my name
Blood on my blade
Blood on my face
Blood on my kicks
Talk down my name
Imma punk
Drunk
Running outta
around, y'all, ayy
All of my demons are here, all I can feel is fear
All I can do is keep being myself and that's what I been doing for thirty-two years
world shrunk's
When i feel punk
PUNK
People under no king
People under no rule
We live by design 'till we sign a sign to grasp
In my veins reins insane
to his head like Daft Punk
Don't make me open my trunk
Bro got the gas like a skunk
He been servin' from the jump, oh
homegirl G
See, vee like the mix and vee like the twist of em
Face, you can hit it first and then we can switch
It ain't no fun if my homey can't twist
need my face on magazines
Lyrical promethazine, they float the boat, I'm peddling
Demons always meddling these niggas looking desperate
Keep your cool
play them, but can't nobody play me"
(Uh)
I put my seat right back
Daft Punk on track
I got demons for days
They don't hold me back
Cause I'm stuck in my
our shit burst
Either way we’re way in the pit first
With a Wayne rasp and my uproar
Batz insane ass to the front row
Ya’ll behave daft for a punk show
on a pint of yak
Hit em with a slap
Hit em with a clapback, harder, faster, stronger
You smoke like a skunk I'm still cranking out hits like I was Daft Punk
on me nigga you get punk'd like a rockstar
Told me if I double up this cup I get to leaning
Hundreds in my face I told that bih that I can't see shi
faces painted
All yall look the fuckin same, all yall hoes is fuckin jaded
Treat a punk just like the blunt, finna catch this fuckin fade quick
On my way,
that
And they do what I say when I say make that ass jump
My bitches better faster and stronger like I was daft punk
Medication have me meditating
Records representative]
What time it is then, right?
[James A. Smith]
It's time to mix 5th Ward, South Park and 69th Curbs
And really let
while I dunk
I only do what I want
I can never do a fuck
Everything you make is junk
Bitch, this black boy takin' back punk
(This black boy takin' back
like gravy
they talkin like they want to see me so I'm in they face look 'em in
the eyes fo' I had they ass erased
You want to play we can spray all day
the punk hoes (whoa!)
This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people
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