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beamon – final form lyrics

{verse 1}
i’m tired of you lames
i make your city fall
life after death
machine gun funk
i think i’m biggie smalls
my skinny limbs bust down your street
it’s like maximum carnage
b-tch i had nothing
yall ain’t help me, don’t ask me for dollars
b-tch f-ck your festival
i ain’t drunk in that b-tch
i’m in that dark room recording
can’t f-ck with you kids
yo bars too low
i’m final boss with the flow
i found your soul on the floor
beamon been grinning and laughing
i bring that winter on tracks

{chorus}
young beam god
final formed up
young beam god
final formed up
young beam god
final formed up
young beam god
b-tch i break you n-ggas down

{verse 2}
when i hear they songs
got beamon thinking why he hit play
your friends say you going hard
to beam you just a disgrace
and i got some grey on my body
move like the clouds do
and you brought no flames
ima body you then i drown you
flames on my jacket
i’m bane when i’m spazzin
i came with the mask on my face
like i’m kane i’m a savage
do chokeslams on all of you rappers
my att-tude awful i know it
if you was outcasted you’d feel the same
all i feel is evil in my veins
must have put some needles in your veins
high as f-ck tryna diss the beam
head shot for you split your team
young beam spit on your team
skinny n-gga got big dreams

{chorus}
young beam god
final formed up
young beam god
final formed up
young beam god
final formed up
young beam god
b-tch i break you n-ggas down

- beamon lyrics

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