Beamon - Tea On The Stove lyrics

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Beamon - Tea On The Stove lyrics

[Beamon Steps Through] I step through the function, taking what I wanted Young Beam God, b**h I'm lit as a pumpkin Looking outside, and the sky feeling haunted Grey clouds hover round me every damn morning Step through the function, taking what I wanted Young Beam God, catch me lit as a pumpkin Every damn morning, the sky looking haunted Hover round me every motherf**ing damn... [Verse 1] Blunts full of ghosts, got me smoking my ex up I don't be on twitter, everybody so extra I don't got out to chase hoes, that's not for me Switchblades full of blood, love when I make em bleed Fire in your face, one swingers will break ya Walking through your function emotionless face on I'm staying to myself, looking like a young b**h Anime on the screen, bet I f** you up quick IPhone full of lies, kid d**h, eating souls And I rarely be alive, b**h I think it's best you know I got shones in the mic, chai tea on the stove Young Beam God swing til your flesh all broke, b**h That's why I be dead all weekend I only come alive in the winter Frozen emotion, I bet you ain't know that the ghost young beam was a k**er I'm dead in your party, bet I'm plotting like it's columbine Tomb raider Glocks, made of tears that my mama cried, b**h [Hook] Tomb raider Glocks, made of tears that my mama cried Rap game, high school, treat that hoe like columbine Young outcast, backpack full of notebooks Failing every cla**, young beam up to no good Tomb raider Glocks, made of tears that my mama cried Rap game, high school, treat this hoe like columbine Young outcast, backpack full of notebooks Failing every cla**, young beam up to no good [Verse 2] Tsubaki blade sticking out of my pocket I make your a** dance like eddy off tekken Young Beam God, hair like edward scissorhands I'm coming out the sky, light skin mewtwo man Young a** b**h, shades like I'm on johnny cage Who your favorite rapper is?, I k** his a** today Young Beam God, born in a snow mountain I'm draped up and dripped out looking like a fountain Tea on the stove, whistling like a damn dove Sipping on a christmas mug, damn near burned my tongue Tripping how this b**h just k**ed the one she loved Tripping how this b**h just k**ed the one she loved