Текст песни Thomas Edison - Yuno Miles

I smacked the fuck, outta Thomas Edison
'Cause he didn't give me a job application
That's why I'm beefin' with Thomas Edison
'Cause I really need that job application
They hear my music, they say, "You ain't gon' make it"
You sound like you need a vacation
They say, "We can send my music in a spaceship"
But fuck Thomas Edison

You know what it is, it's real beef, ay
I fuck with Thomas Edison, don't-, don't cancel me
I ain't gon' lie, I wear a pamper
I shit on myself, so they call me a Pamper
I just wanna prod, I be eating Jolly Ranchers
I be getting that cash like my name Michael Blackson
Niggas say I'm ugly, nigga, I ain't Batman
Put the B in Batman, and I turn 'em to Catman

I smacked the fuck, outta Thomas Edison
'Cause he didn't give mе a job application
That's why I'm beefin' with Thomas Edison
'Cause I really need that job application
They hеar my music, they say, "You ain't gon' make it"
You sound like you need a vacation
They say, "We can send my music in a spaceship"
But fuck Thomas Edison