Boss Turt - Boys From The Big Red lyrics

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Boss Turt - Boys From The Big Red lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Burn] I've been on the grind for quite some time now And I hope the fans in the Big Burn crowd Realize that sometimes all you really need is bird chilling in your house God gave me the kinda hunger that will put doubters in a slumber Now on my path I may have stumbled But I know now to always be humble Never was I the Qback in them huttles But a new Murn emerges from the ashes and ruble Leaving lyricists nothing but befuddled And my b**hes always wrapped in a tussle Always extreme and not so subtle Burn will always be on that hustle And you a**holes can't touch this like The rings owned by Bill f**ing Russell Chorus 2x sh** can't get worse k** us all dead Here comes a tale about the boys from the big red Stuck in this hearse f**ed in the head Try telling us we haven't earned this street cred [Verse 2: Boss Turt] Pimps be busting Wurtele be nutting This game ain't nothing but dollar signs and stuffing Where I come from these hoes be cheap 5 dollar bill and a cup full of skeet Out on the corner dick in my hand I'd sell my own a** just to make a grand Don't complain s*ut it's nothing but ease Nuts in your mouth taste that under cheese Two dicks in the a** that's all it takes Daycare for a month that's how mommies pay You must know by now you speak when spoken too Step out of line your face turn black and blue There ain't no pleasure in smacking these hoes Pimping ain't easy sh** you already know Who am I kidding? It ain't that difficult Do I feel bad? f** these hoes are expendable Chorus 2x [Verse 3: Big Burn] Ohh look at Burn, he's so f**ing tasteless Always rhyming with misogynistic statements Spewing forth vexatious debasements Testing your insular impatience So be angry, but no indignation See it's called abstract imagination So f** u, I'm a perspicacious Faithless cynical moral agent Just face it, you're stuck to the basics f**ing bible thumping xenophobic papists Using holy pages to base ya faith in It's allegorical ya ignoramus Fear based identity formation Leads to a spiral of spiritual enslavement Laced with misguided hatred forever unilluminated Chorus 2x