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buggis – business (cover) lyrics

[intro; buggis]
“this just in! a horrible storm looms over detroit! get inside and keep your loved ones safe, there is no going back”

[verse 1: buggis]

“so who’s been waiting for me to start hating on news stations? buffoons f+cking baboons and balloon chases
by noon your whole attitude and mood changes, clueless guy who is talking about moon’s phases
my bars cut like razors at every artist i find, the hardest to find are not r+t+rded but their art is refined
and i cannot get behind if from the start to finish line your art has declined
the forecast says a storms coming, before that, get on the ground and pretend like you’re a doormat
(this just in! that advice is dumb, ignore that)

spit venom like a scorpion, morphing up into morbius, more entertaining than maury is, all of my lyrics are the gorey+est
you never win, it’s glorious. some information floors me like if you hate marshal more than this you’re stupider than dory is
that must mean you care about my derriere and that is fair
i brought an alarm clock to new york, time’s square
could’ve made a 9/11 reference it was right there, not even september but i am on a flight there
before the party’s over, i’ll pull off in a rover, if you ok like lahoma then i’ll put you in a coma
‘hey dude, are you alright there? oh no! looks like he fell down this flight of stairs’
i didn’t touch him i promise, i guess this house must be haunted cause he fell down the stairs as soon he put his foot up on it
i’ll call up lil baby and i’ll put his ass in a bonnet, and my mic is always open in case anyone want it
i’ll include a line about relevant topics, and then keep the song in my vault and i will never drop it
even if my part, is microscopic, i’ll slap so f+cking hard that you think you’re playing bop it
juicing on the beat in a made up pocket
sh+tting on the beat, and if it’s fire ima rock it {rocket}
i don’t need no features, my mind i can’t stop it
every time i write a song, with the next i top it
top of the charts, ain’t no way i’m flopping
if i got a bat man, you’re the one i’m robbing
your attempts are so sad, i’m sobbing
if i pull up with the squad you already know we mobbing
i spit on the beat and the beat got sick
if you mess with me then i’ll get my stick
i’m a rockstar, but i’m not playing games
you say that you a monster, but we aren’t the same.”
[chorus; buggis]

“now let’s get down to business
i don’t got no time to play around, what is this?
must be a circus in town, let’s shut this sh+t down on these clowns, can i get a witness? (h+ll yeah)
now let’s get down to business
i don’t got no time to play around, what is this?
must be a circus in town, let’s shut this sh+t down on these clowns, can i get a witness? (h+ll yeah)”

[verse 2; buggis]
“sportscasters you better call it right, or you’ll catch me up late at night plotting to k!ll you, like i’m walter white, i’m gonna take out all of y’all tonight
i rock awards shows, don’t step on my podium
i spit such sh+t, you gonna need imodium
y’all so salty, chill on the sodium
i wanna slow the beat down like my bars are smoking opium
can’t blame my bars cause that sh+ts fire, half of the drugs on the market make me tired

(yawn, snore, “mimimimimimimi”
“wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!
yawn, “ok, thanks marshal”)

as long as a beat going you’ll catch me flowing
like a train up a hill, you gotta keep going
i won’t say f it to the effort cause i keep growing

(shut the f+ck up, you bore us, now move on, to the chorus)”
[chorus; buggis]

- buggis lyrics

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