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mc rimmer - bottom line lyrics

[intro]
f-ck what you think b-tch

[verse 1]
7am, bright sunlight, things okay, g-y and alright
at a cafe, friends had their day, but things look trite
reminiscing over my past girl, looking outside a vast world
my friend say peace out dude, we out to get some real food
i feel subdued, but things are looking less worse
and best, is my feelings are peeling are getting dispersed
and right after they left, there’s this beautiful lady
staring me out, she’s a light in day that’s shady
or maybe hades, she’s smiled and gave me a wink
this girl’s looking for a while, now my hearts sets to sink
let me think, how should i approach
she’s wearing jeans, and a turtleneck with a broach
a shy guy who’s trying to get by
caleb don’t choke, make a joke, or act fly, but no time for wasting time
hi, my name’s caleb, today your looking real fine
what’s your name, the sun ain’t got all day to shine
she looks at me like i’m a fret crack head
i’m trying to flack back, so i don’t get tread
i feel bust, she’s in disgust, i don’t even got a gust of l-st
and already i feel like i’m dust, or the steel’s rust
but hey, you can trust, okay
don’t enc-mber, won’t you give a number
my hearts racing, thinking of smart pacing
i’m over my head, i’m trying to rover the spread
then she says 10 digits, i’m with it

[verse 2]
two weeks later, we’re together, however
time goes by, this ho’s playing fly
she’s preying a guy, acting a fool
and coming with bull, i lost my cool
exhausted, i’m a tool in a dumb game
fun for this dame, i’m a chum too plain
but a b-tch is a b-tch to me
so screw this cup of tea, she’s stingy, dingy
she’s not even decent or fun
and just recent she’s acting a gun
so f-ck it
keys to the door, keys open doors
black mask, a plaque task, she’s asleep, pushed her to the floor
one second she’s dreaming dreams
next second, who’d reckon she’s screaming screams
her worst nightmare is my treat
the fight glares, and she’s kicking her feet
it tastes sweet, her waist is slammed on the sheets
she needing for help, and pleading with a yelp
she’s in an abyss of agony, no one can hear a hiss but me
before i strayed from the nook, i took my blade, to her dismay
i swissed her until she was raw skin
a sick sin, she stopped kicking, in the midst of quick din

[verse 3]
i thought i got the plot scanned, the floor manned
the war plan, cops kicked in the door, bl–dy pour
thick gore, if i’m dying i’m dying today right now
the bullets sprayed in a bright plow
bottom line, found in the rhymes, wasn’t happy with me
murdered a woman, won’t live to see an insanity plea

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