Bluntedbeatz (non profit use) - .dotcom lyrics

Verse 1: Dot com Plug me in I'm not clam Type ya in and hop on Gimme the bomb bomb bomb Show me Cop flaws show me all barack's bombs Every single hot broad at prom that I want But I won't talk to them only see your face right When you need to taste likes and you go all out Cuz you all about status You still the baddest I'm on the internet when I'm awake cuz I'm an addict My pupils dilated I wish I was on the planet But nowadays I see reality is very hard to manage Ya bandit Ya f**in bandit You stole my conscious I'm lookin up the shot that won the game and goin bonkaz (holy sh**!) Verse 2: Dotcom Plug me in I'm not calm Check out the regular hot topic oo it's the USA I know my tweet tool can show them How were broken What you smokin? One love That's the motto one shoves down the throat of young Cubs in the Wild Wild West We the best at these chess games we forget names when we meet a person 5 seconds in we left brained use to Think loves in the little pink glove in between her two legs I was very foolesh and These friends pull me out on weekends I want to delete them Gimme a break break break lemme escape escape escape to a mountain top Checkin the view out Look at the way the Cali valley grew out I gave a two count and blew out the true loud And this is on occasion I'm out in natural havens I see world for the way that we've heavily underrated it I been only breathin off of water earth and fire and land I trip about my hand and I don't even understand Tthis here's all part of some big plan Keep lookin around you in real, real time Look at the real, real shine from that Big ball of fire in the sky No T.V screen could never ever gimmie that shine give me that shine- won't never give me that shine Verse 3: Dot com Plug me in I'm not calm Load you like a shot gun I ain't got an option but to come and tune in everybody do it and I gotta reach fans it's a solid beacon If I run and I hide from my company I can recline in the woods with a subsidy Where I let go celebration Deckin out in retro cool cloth all night meditation It's a rich life check the small things all things that you crave for might all be the wrong things Putcha phone down pick ya self up sh** is so strong here come climb under the shelter Disappear,dissappear fallin off the grid off the grid feelin normal Disappear,dissappear fallin off Outro: Dot com Plug me in I'm not calm Load you like a shot gun I ain't got an option Look I wanna be friends but don't wanna seep in Gotta lot of life in now I might fall off the grid