Baro - Travellin' Through Time lyrics

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Baro - Travellin' Through Time lyrics

[Produced by The Cancel] [Verse 1: Baro] Get your mind right Rolling up a cigarette Eyes up on a high flight Mines mixed Cyanide I am right On every finer night Or a brighter day I can say I stay smoking till my eyes are grey I cut the weed with a Vikings blade I bust the seeds in a titans face How do my kids taste And meanwhile you been checkin all this new sh** Like “baro your raps are tight but they really don't do sh**” Well f** that Still stupid as when I was a rugrat Now the only thing is I cough crack Spittin all these rocks the stones flat That's just a fun fact For you fat f*ggot amateurs Skiddadle just Run to the woods with your mother f**in allergies Thorns on a bush and that'll open up bag of bees And my nuts that'll clog up your throat I'm not up these notes Got the product a hoax [Hook: Baro] Travelling through time feeling average Future holds the past get your a** up in a salad dish Start eating And quit f**in beefin The only thing that's needed The future comes with freedom [Verse 2: Baro] I need some future from some bad toast An a**hole With mad flow It's baro Posted where the gra** grows A couple castles Prolly a pink jet Where I could light my cigarettes And a simple rest Up in the co*kpit Drunk and cathartic Punk gotten star sick He strums with guitar picks Held up in hostage With a b**h but it's all bliss Searching for the ventis but I left them in the office But for now I'm just chilling in the bungalow Mum is so Stressed where her mother f**in son will go Charlie on the phone like "What the f** you doing man?" Chopping up these bones feeling loopy like toucan sam Two can dance With some jazz and a smooth accent What kinda proof that send Like you gotta pay more to get a couple Or the less they love you Should invest in double Cause the guests can subdue All your dreams and your silly f**in fantasys Let em shorten things from whatever you can plan to be I need a jet I need a f**in race car I need a lil money so I can cop a couple race cards Till I can face broads Head high as everest Talk with my parents knowing they will never stress Then ill never be depressed [Hook]