Bru Swain - Mr. Owl Ate My Metal Worm lyrics

[Verse One: Bru Swain] (Loud coughs) Agatewaydrug. Bru Swain Bru Swain got the dope to go and make your ears bleed You listen to my tracks then, suddenly, you fear me It's one thing to bump it and to say that you hear me But it's a whole 'nother game when you say that you're near me Not nearly. Sincerely. My flow is f***ing piercing Enough to make your ears bleed. I'll find you sipping queer skeet You are not on my page. Not even on the same level Mind blown from that haze, eyes red like the devil If you look up to me then know that I am nothing special I'm just a kid that does what I want- fist full of metal I'll spike your b**h and kick your a**. Best believe I'm getting that I skeeted on her f***ing back and filmed that a** getting waxed Load it up and send it in a e-mail. Label it as "Me f***king with your female." I ain't gonna sit around and give you all the details. I'll just let you see for yourself I ain't saying that I win every time, but I put it on God that you'll remember mine If it ain't a good deal then I ain't about to sign Agatewaydrug like chronic blunts and s**t. We blowing minds Woo! Ah, s**t, I got a little tongue twisted But, uh, Will I got this fat blunt to roll. I need you to come get this second verse for me Aight? [Verse Two: Ketsuban] Another one? Hell yeah. I got you One day I said, "F**k it" and stopped holding back Learned how to rap and pulled my weight on the track People said it was good and I was surprised It started off as a joke but ended up being a prize I mean, s**t, this my pa**ion. Got what pop rap's lacking Talking bout goons and goblins? Motherf***er, I'm a dragon Shotgun advocate. 20 gauge in the trap and s**t Think I'm lying? Test me, ho. You can call me pest control Probably the realest that you'll never f***ing hear of I know you feel this. Why you acting like you got some earplugs? So, open your mouth and tell me what you think of this Oh, you're being quiet now because your girl knows my lyrics, b**h Used to f**k gutther s*uts that had flat bodies Now the only nuts I bust are in certified hotties So I guess I'll meet you now and knock you out if you so choose But I feel like I must warn you; playing this game with me, you'll lose Hold up. Oh, s**t. Put that blunt out man (Door knocks) Kulprit's about to get on this s**t [Verse Three: Kulprit D] Aye. Here we go Greetings. Wrote it on my phone. Got me in the zone I've *been* fly. n***a, I've flown Greetings. don't mess with we three Cerberus. Beastly. I got hate mail. You want a cc? These two dudes smell like weed. See I'm on another level- the same on Donkey Kong threw barrels from Princess Peach, ready for me to teach. I'mma dust in diamonds, no Screech. Ummm Will hates that trap stuff but he knows that I k** it Bru saw a fine car. I know that he'll steal it Rev the engine and peel it. Gotta wheel and deal it. Don't say you don't feel it. "K" on my back and I don't conceal it Aye, ya'll didn't get me a birthday present. I'm mad about that s**t (Beat comes to a grinding halt) Bru, you wanna go again? [Verse Four: Bru Swain] Yeah, ok. Let me see what I got for this. Ohhhh Kay! Let's go. Let me show ya how it's done I beat the breaks up off this beat and then I make the beat run I crack your feet then snap your knee and then I crack the other one Slap you with skeet then make you tweet. I just do it cause it's fun It ain't nothing to me. I stay puffing them trees So much I believe that it's all up to me It's my calling to be the most raw emcee I dropped your jaw now make believe You hate it all cause you ain't me I just put forth a little effort and a little practice Homies got the green on deck like they're a f***ing Packer Doesn't even f***ing matter. Beat the saltiest f***ing cracker Spike up any f***ing b**h and I ain;t even gotta ask her