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beamon - lavender town lyrics

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(intro)
just another day of the tortured
he never show his face
every portrait is blurry
he falls like a flurry
like snow on the concrete
melts in the pavement
flows like the water
room full of smoke and his lungs full of slaughter
room full of smoke and his lungs full of slaughter
room cold and dark
but his thoughts bring the slaughter through
put me in the river
river made of bullets
shoot em at you b-tches
beamon aka the vicious witch up in your village
frozen but he living
motherf-ck the government
i’m p-ssing on the system
motherf-ck a system
unless it’s a playstation
god d-mn

(verse 1)
young beamon see the snow and sing to birds b-tch
young beamon walking on the water in the ocean
town of lavender lavender town tower of terror
the monster, a werewolf
he still care a very little bout these motherf-ckers talking
keep your eyes off em
flows get haunted
snow on his garments
level up shortly
jordan at the garden
who the f-ck could guard em

(hook)
i just really hope they know
i don’t really f-ck with you
they talk about the weak -ss hoes
that you s-x
step back
yea i think you need to step back
lil b-tch think you need to step back
god d-mn they wack

(verse 2)
trash -ss music
with they trash -ss flow
get back slapped slow
by the half black ghost
watch my city drop down
in my palms while i’m dying
young dragonite
beamon calm while he flying

(bridge)
legs wrapped up in
the softest cotton you could have
grew a little bit
god d-mn, got you n-ggas mad
bury me with flowers
tuck my arms in the
wet dirt
b-tch you want some fame?
rip my heart out my shirt, red
i mean my red shirt
i mean im lonely
i mean my red shirt
i mean im lonely

(verse 3)
and i’m dead i’m the last one to speak to you
creeping through the town of lavender
ash with a pikachu
ash on my lavender
smashing the calendar
abra kadabra bruh
alakazam
god d-mn sabrina with the marsh badge
young soul calibur
last of my caliber
laughing at the world
ten glocks made of pearls
and my tears made of crystals
got diamonds in my curls
and flows made of missiles, young b-tch

(hook)
you know
i don’t really f-ck with you
you talk about the weak -ss hoes that you s-x
step back
yeah i think you need to step back
lil b-tch
think you need to step back
god d-mn
they wack

(outro)
where i go
no i don’t know oh
where i go
no i dont know oh
where i go
no i dont know oh



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