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baro – travellin’ through time lyrics

[produced by the cancel]

[verse 1: baro]
get your mind right
rolling up a cigarette
eyes up on a high flight
mines mixed cyanide
i am right
on every finer night
or a brighter day
i can say
i stay smoking till my eyes are grey
i cut the weed with a vikings blade
i bust the seeds in a t-tans face
how do my kids taste
and meanwhile you been checkin all this new sh-t
like “baro your raps are tight but they really don’t do sh-t”
well f-ck that
still stupid as when i was a rugrat
now the only thing is i cough crack
spittin all these rocks the stones flat
that’s just a fun fact
for you fat f-ggot amateurs
skiddadle just
run to the woods with your mother f-ckin allergies
th-rns on a bush and that’ll open up bag of bees
and my nuts that’ll clog up your throat
i’m not up these notes
got the product a hoax

[hook: baro]
travelling through time feeling average
future holds the past get your -ss up in a salad dish
start eating
and quit f-ckin beefin
the only thing that’s needed
the future comes with freedom

[verse 2: baro]
i need some future from some bad toast
an -ssh0l-
with mad flow
it’s baro
posted where the gr-ss grows
a couple castles
prolly a pink jet
where i could light my cigarettes
and a simple rest
up in the c-ckpit
drunk and cathartic
punk gotten star sick
he strums with guitar picks
held up in hostage
with a b-tch but it’s all bliss
searching for the ventis but i left them in the office
but for now i’m just chilling in the bungalow
mum is so
stressed where her mother f-ckin son will go
charlie on the phone like
“what the f-ck you doing man?”
chopping up these bones feeling loopy like toucan sam
two can dance
with some jazz and a smooth accent
what kinda proof that send
like you gotta pay more to get a couple
or the less they love you
should invest in double
cause the guests can subdue
all your dreams and your silly f-ckin fantasys
let em shorten things from whatever you can plan to be
i need a jet
i need a f-ckin race car
i need a lil money so i can cop a couple race cards
till i can face broads
head high as everest
talk with my parents knowing they will never stress
then ill never be depressed

[hook]

- baro lyrics

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