paroles de chanson Think Once - BURT

I don't think twice I barely think once
I'm not signed cause I want the pie and not crumbs
I get this kinda high that I've only gotten from these drums
It's like a kinda high that couldn't get off these drugs
I need Suboxone
I ain't the type to go bottle emotions I box em
If you say this passion infectious then you must be taking Amoxin
Cause you wouldn't take a shot if I handed you this loaded glock in
I been workin long before I even ever clocked in

I could hit you with the venomous sentiments
But what's better is I hit you with the head of the serpent
And medical burdens
The chemical version is never evident
I never said it is
I'm overdosing on sedatives
Imma double whatever the fricken negatives
I'm telling everybody I did whatever I never did
I'm representing it
I'm in my element
The brand is heaven sent
I bet it is, irrelevant
I'm medicated it's not a record if I never say it, I better say
I'm superhuman and levitating You better pay up the credit I'm due
I'm setting up a level that couldn't meddled with
I'm settling vendettas whatever I'm getting better and better and better and better until um I guess I'm better than you
I don't think twice I barely think once

In the pocket of these drums
Might just kill some vocal runs
Spotify owe me some money I'll wait for those numbers to come
They prolly just hired another accountant to count up the sums
I'm done with the pie and left you no crumbs
I come from the paw but write from the slums
I'm wearing my hair in a bun
I may not be stupid I think I'm just dumb
You're breaking my heart nah baby it's numb
You tear me apart the damage is done
I'm on some anti-anxieties
Just tryna cope with madness inside of me
Really it's killing the man that's inside of me
Killing him quietly
Dealing it violently
Think I might just, deep throat this blicky
Til the back wall looking all red and sticky
Imma write "just kidding" in my suicide note
Imma do as I wrote, how fitting
Imma stand up tall everybody yell zombie
Got ten times more pills than Cosby
I'll take another oxy
And die on this hill if somebody wanna stop me
Or josh me
And put me on the hot seat
Lungs filled with epoxy
Woke up and I felt groggy
Last night was a bit foggy
I'm getting old and a bit cocky
Punchlines so hard it could kill Rocky
It's so spicy it's teriyaki
Imma grill it real time like Hibachi
Rum filled but it's half coffee
I'm so real got the mask off me
Unthrilled for the hats off speech
It's exhausting

Unskilled so you copy me
That's awfully mean
Just to ride this skill you'd need Dramamine
Scopolamine
You're bound to be
Off the beat
I'm hard to beat
Same flow but it's hardly hard as me
Ain't nobody take the bars as far as me
The hardest bars to beat
The hardest bar's the beat
It's hardly arson I don't see a red dot when you marking me
Remarkably
It's hard to see
Wrote lyrics so sharp sharper than a harpoon
Everybody looking at me wide eyed like a cartoon
Got plays from a place I ain't even ever heard of
Hella big numbers from the states to Khartoum
From basic bars too
That's proof what the basement bars do

So don't judge by the pigment
Selling CD's by the shipment
Twenty grand in equipment
Oh shit, that's commitment
So don't tell me I ain't ready for the distance
And don't tell me I don't got another hit if I can breathe it to existence
Don't tell me I'm sick if you can't name symptoms
Only think once
Just to get it out my system