Thiago - Bum lyrics

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Thiago - Bum lyrics

I'ma be a bum when I grow up, begging cops for donuts Tell pa**erby's I'm a mastermind yet to blow up Underdogs get no love, city dogs are bold thugs Purebred drogs are spoiled b**hes with gold Uggs So what I built a castle of gra**? It's all I could afford with this handful of cash I come from outer space but my capsule has crashed And I was a famous painter but my canvas was black b**h, I used to rap but my cord disconnected I used to be a knight using swords as a weapon And before introspection, I used to be a puppet Then I f**ed the puppet master and she puked inside a bucket It's rubbish if you don't believe Thiago's Southern British Wicked at catching Snitches, f**ing nautical at Quidditch My missus is a p**n star, have her screaming oh lord I'm Mike f**ing Tyson, have your f**ing ears torn off Raw, roar, I used to be a dinosaur Buying all the Flintstone Records at the vinyl store You just a grimey who*e about to get pimp-slapped How you leave my house with your outfit mismatched? Laugh, tell me it isn't all true I'll TP y'all's homes and I'll sh** in y'all's pools Take your kids' NES's and their Digimons, too Come back, lol in your faces, like HEEHEEHAHOO Keke Palm too ain't no true VP Where the f** is Miley Cyrus with her new CD? Yeah, I used to be her manager, own personal sandwicher But then somebody damaged up my f**ing flux capacitor And now my camera is taking pictures in film grain Instragram my ma**ive filthy penis, don't feel shame For real mane, if you're a blood or a crip Leave your b**h crippled and bloody from a hug and a kiss And if you're puffing the spliff, stuffing muffins with hits I got eyedrops, 5 Gum and cups full of piss Something bunkum, they wonder where I come from To settle the conundrum, I tell them that I've come to make their bums cum Just someone lonesome, stroll along the beachside And troll all the folk who have a close other beside Listening to B-Side albums I was featured on Pikimon, King of Kong, reap a sneak peek upon My work, up all my life Yeah, upon my dirt and all my strife Nope, I'm not retarded b**h, I'm just having fun Story's not done, make it up as I run in the sun Bum work