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billy trafton - pursuit lyrics

verse 1:
who are we?
luke and me, soon to be nominees
celebrities, step to me and get a ied to your residency
it’s plain to see, you’re a pain to me, and you’re crashing down like a plane to sea
thankfully, that’s the day you’ll be far away from me
far, far away and a long time ago is where you should be in relation to me
this nation deletes all the things that bring any controversy
personally, with a he+rs+ and a key i believe you can bring any person mercy
i’m thirsty, parched and perched on a perch of nervous cursing
firstly, secondly, thirdly
at what time does night turn early?
sunrise+ i set+ at 5:30
who do you call when the safe starts hurting? hm?
you heard me didn’t you
you must be dirty ass residue
there must be nothin’ left to do
share my views and suddenly i’m dead to you
medical procedure, did ‘ya even think about the reason?
my leisure spans all seasons
just cuz’ i leave ‘ya, doesn’t mean i’m leaving
here i go, michael jordan+ might go scoring and might go soaring
will go, d+ld+, bilbo baggins, billy trafton puts the bag in

chorus:
who am i?
b+i+l+l+y
this ain’t no disguise
fyi, we the f+l+y, whether you like it or not
we are the cream of the crop
piece of the pie and we putting the cream on the top
leave it to you to make music that flop
silence pop pop pop
i do not carry, but the flow automatic
we off the grid, as if we was quadratic
now what’s sad is, that your man is answering to my advances
like manson, when i murder the beat and i take it for ransom
verse 2:
yeah, i’m the man, son
and i’m handsome as a young ted danson
put the plans in your braindead grandma to turn off the wham! and turn on the trafton
put the peas in the pot too, that’s why it’s me and it’s not you
everybody wanna hate on me, but who’s on the mic right now?
yeah it’s me and it’s not you either
not a fighting type, like a makuhita
especially with animals, i don’t f+ck with peta
unlike lois, and when i’m at mine?
everybody knows that i take my d+mn time
“billy, it is not that hard, just turn on the microphone and rhyme”
gotta be sanitized and if you aren’t, then you’re stepping on a landmine
y’all dirty, lurking, learning the words that i say
learning my ways, pack it up and go away
now hear what i say, okay?
today ain’t the day i lay my hat down
just getting started, rolling dice like mario party
y’all tardy, haven’t y’all heard that the early bird gets the worm?
haven’t y’all heard that i’ve been in the game four years like a president’s term?
too hard to determine
keep buying mics cuz’ they keep f+cking burning
when you’re girlfriend’s in town, imma have to say “hi+ho!” like kermit

chorus:
who am i?
b+i+l+l+y
this ain’t no disguise
fyi, we the f+l+y, whether you like it or not
we are the cream of the crop
piece of the pie and we putting the cream on the top
leave it to you to make music that flop
silence pop pop pop
i do not carry, but the flow automatic
we off the grid, as if we was quadratic
now what’s sad is, that your man is answering to my advances
like manson, when i murder the beat and i take it for ransom
verse 3:
my career looking like portal, go in the orange, and come out the blue
the day i was born, “what the f+ck it do?”
my resume hotter than the month of june, it’s true
didgeridoo, i hop with the pouch, but no kangaroo
this isn’t no mystery, no scooby+doo
i’m better than you and you and you and you
clearly i’m modest, and i got more followers than a protesant
pick up the scent? +sniff+
the government, tracking the emails that i sent, relentless
how could i not f+cking send this?
luke is my f+cking apprentice
he is coming at you via all five of your senses
dentist said this bank account dentless
call your hygienist, your breath is fowl to me
double your salary, uh
you bugging like malaria
this album belong in a gallery, duh
we barely done, bt is history, we one in one
we got more f+cking hits than a f+cking cop, and we don’t even have a gun
alright, alright
all day, all night
that is our schedule, federal crime how your rhymes are illegible
but mine are incredible, edible, spreadable, got them nutella rhymes
turn on the news, it’s pretty clear that the revolution is televised

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