Kyle Moran - Word Is Bond lyrics

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Kyle Moran - Word Is Bond lyrics

(Verse 1) Spend my time lookin' in record stores at old vinyls I wanna be different I wanna hit life's high note But sometimes My throat gets clogged up With mucus till I puke and spit up This is a problem But not mine This is you Not time This is true Waitin' till I can be like Bishop and get all the juice But all of you Don't even believe in me Even the decency to be freakin' out is a fiend to me so really G? Your gonna do that Your gonna be that way I remember you telling me my raps are gay And now, you worship on your knees Kissin' up to me Beggin' back your forgiveness evenly to some degree I don't think these people understand correctly I'm the equivalent of Jesus so try to test me And wreck me? You can't crush my bones Go crush on your bone I'm too late This toothache moan is getting Crazy because rap is getting too sweet Send a tweet saying the weather forecast And people throw heat Send another saying I didn't mean to be offensive The same people say I'm a drama queen There's no ending What the hell is this Of course we're not living in a metropolis Because all you care about is a nail polished And hair particles to garnish astonished when you see what's upon us I think one is me One is my raps Another is my voice And I know A fourth is the crap That you put out Expecting BillBoard to accept it While other rappers are out here wreckin' Just for a chance to be second Second Not first, runner up Not third But they will take it if it means enough That's true heart You don't have The character that they do Like an emblem and tag You only care to stay cool And when you get called a f*g You wanna stay home from school Because you can't handle that You're a stuck up a** Like constipation look in my face and Tell me two things: What do you see? And Can you break it? Fake It? Nah The only things I ever thought Can I make it Sounding like Logic and Eminem crossed Then boss New York City Ride with me West coast I'm next bros Because I rhyme pretty Time to k** me I've exposed the government And your city They say word is bond But how they supposed to get me One track of straight rap Playback in your Maybach Back and forth Forth to back and beating raps In the casket crap Dug up the body bag Nobody laugh Revitalizing this like a refreshing bubble bath Stumble in gra** Jumble ten bashing Words from a rap And no ones even deciphered it yet Like Clue Jr This mystery is one for two two year- Olds to solve because The molds dissolved Odes to joy the old has called Told to stall While you go in and told him off This is My roll call Not singing I'm Not singing Taking my grimy a** back to straight rappin' Boom bap in two Lacs You know it's all that's through clappin' Word is Bond but when the word is gone Sayings don't mean jack Paying for s** is like having someone else write your raps Word is Bond but when the word is gone Sayings don't mean jack Paying for s** is like having someone else write your raps