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Foul Bundy

Foul Bundy is a hip-hop artist known for his introspective lyrics and distinct flow. He has gained a dedicated following with his thought-provoking storytelling and socially conscious themes. more »

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Bold fella, Cold chilling at Coachella
Young buck like Giannis under Rhianna's umbrella
For me there's no bottom, like homes with no cellar
Salmonella, Hell in a cell, but no Keller
No show, Where'd they go, I wrote them a novella
Ride slow when I foam at the dome like old yellow
Go getter, Cosby with no Jello
Fast fury, that's Jesse with no Jetta
Like, "Ho, get up." Pimp cap with no feather
New Era, a, "C" on the front for my cheddar
And all I, really want is me a Cigarello
For the chronic, I got hell of, it's purple like Donnatello
I put some dots up on their back and I skin them like I'm Cruella
Sword out like I was Blade rolling up on Edward and Bella
It's pretty black and white, I hope they don't hate me cause I'm vanilla
But don't think I won't circle these Urkel's like a propeller
Like this, and like that
Can't help that I'm white, can't help I'm not black
Can't help I'm not this, can't help I'm not that
Colorblind to the fact, when I sleep all I think about is rap
I'm just tryin to blaze and get high
While I'm solo like Sammy Davis' eye
And I hope you can hold your own
Before you end up in the streetlight, a broken treat, a Toblerone
Writing alone, no sidekick, but my older phone
Winter time, East 99, ain't seen a colder bone
Yeah, I'm nasty with it, Boy I'm Backstreet with it
Get in sync they'll never leave me like Blackstreet did it
I'm cold blooded, I am so blunted
And their Sodium over runneth when they tell me that I'm getting old
I'm so stunning, and my flow pummeling
I'm at the podium and now they're lookin at me while I'm getting gold
Like Rumpelstiltskin
And with these pills in my system, like my confidence brought its stilts in
Van Helsing like Keri Hilson
I cracked the barcode now they scan my sound like Nielsen
With that Black rose tied to my lapel
I'm as sharp as Ghostface when he's rhyming on clientele
If you decide to drive down where the lions and I dwell
Let your ego get your head swelled like the guy who tried to rush Chappelle
When my pen's hitting like Shakespeares
As my world tidal waves and physically shakes peers
I'm a Taurus with Longhorns, higher than stakes, here
Treat them like a top coat knowing they'll stay clear
And if I could have my tape stay in they deck
That's basically a check, no commas, except, but I'm paid with respect
And that's why my ink bleeds and then sprays at the next
Page like a straight blade was just yanked from my neck
Like this, and like that
Can't help that I'm white, can't help I'm not black
Can't help I'm not this, can't help I'm not that
Colorblind to the fact, when I sleep all I think about is rap
I'm just tryin to blaze and get high
While I'm solo like Sammy Davis' eye
And I hope you can hold your own
Before you end up in the streetlight, a broken treat, a Toblerone
Writing alone, no sidekick, but my older phone
Winter time, East 99, ain't seen a colder bone
Yeah, I'm nasty with it, Boy I'm Backstreet with it
Get in sync they'll never leave me like Blackstreet did it
I'm cold blooded, I am so blunted
And their Sodium over runneth when they tell me that I'm getting old
I'm so stunning, and my flow pummeling
I'm at the podium and now they're lookin at me while I'm getting gold

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