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Artist: Kid Bookie
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Stuck In My Ways
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Stuck In My Ways
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I've been stuck in my ways (ways)
Feelin' like I'm gonna explode
I'm already on the verge of clutching a gauge (gauge)
Bullet with your name on it, or my name
Just depends how I feel on the day (day)
All this bullshit I'm just sayin' stop
(Yeah) I just wanna be away
(I don't even wanna be around you)
(To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you)
(To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you)
(See you sittin' with a bitch that's thick)
(Fat pussy, nice tits, suck a good dick)
I just wanna be away
(You puff your big weed, your shit bamboo)
(The type of flower make a brotha go koo koo)
(A lot of man can't do what I can do)
(I'm the big dog 'round here)
I just wanna be away
666, misfits
Sick of this shit, cryptic
Giving big tips, any sick prick
Thinking that he's gonna click-click
On my clique bitch then you need to think big
When you get an inkling tell me what the fuck you wanna do
I'm sittin' here, just thinkin' that I'm gonna bother you
With a lot of tunes 'til you can't fucking stop it no more
I'm just gonna be cookin' up this crack (gimme the recipe then)
Every single day's a fuckin' struggle, hustle, bustle
On these motherfucking streets
A puzzle some will crumble
Rubble bursting over to your shoes and you can't move
I'm losing faith again
Forsaken them in Satan's den
And making men look alien
I bestow my pain on 'em
And make 'em open up their cranium
A stadium of energy couldn't hold me, I'm titanium
Can't melt these beams
It seems like I'm in need of fucking change again
What the hell have I been? (wait)
100 percent of the effort I'm giving is real
Living is sinning, it's really beginning to fail
Syllable killers, I call 'em all winners
'Cause all of you figured that skipping this lyrical rope is really
Is really required as minimal skill
Ahead of my time, I'm tellin' you why
It's never been evident, levelling guys
Is never the reason I ever survived
Incredible legends are giving me life
The minute I finish diminishing gimmicks
These lyrics will give us a critical hit-list
I'm feeling to bill it and really puff in it
Acidic when spitting these lines (wait)
I've been stuck in my ways (ways)
Feelin' like I'm gonna explode
Am I really on the verge of clutching a gauge? (gauge)
Bullet with your name on it, or my name
Just depends how I feel on the day (day)
All this bullshit I'm just sayin' stop
(Yeah) I just wanna be away
(I don't even wanna be around you)
(To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you)
(See you sittin' with a bitch that's thick)
(Fat pussy, nice tits, suck a good dick)
I just wanna be away
(You puff your big weed, this ain't bamboo)
(The type of flower make a brotha go koo koo)
(A lot of man can't do what I can do)
(I'm the big dog 'round here)
I just wanna be away
Sittin' under the pressure from the showers
Feelin' like a minute but I'm goin' on for hours
Then again, I know I gotta use (wait)
What has occured, what in the world does it even mean?
Running away, never the same, circle back to me
One of the ingrates has landed
None of your minds have expanded
Now that the gang is disbanded
Who have you taken red-handed?
I just wanna be away
Away from the eyes that judge me
The ears that assume and the mouths that won't shut up
You're losin' focus, you broke us, you know you can't give up
Picking it apart but it's pointless
And now it won't add up, fuck!
What do you want? What do you really need?
Is it enough? Taking enough, just let it bleed
Like a broken record does, total lack of movin' on
It's only repetition now
It's only repetition now
It's only repetition now
Jesus Christ, gimme a buck, needle and junk
I don't wanna dwell, I wanna groove
Who says the devil can't smile?
Who wants to sleep for a while?
Who loves the feel of denial?
Who couldn't see it for miles?
Who was afraid of the trial?
Who says the devil can't smile?
I've been stuck in my ways (ways)
Feelin' like I'm gonna explode
I'm already on the verge of clutching a gauge (gauge)
Bullet with your name on it, or my name
Just depends how I feel on the day (day)
All this bullshit I'm just sayin' stop
(I don't even wanna be around you)
(To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you)
(See you sittin' with a bitch, that's thick)
(Fat pussy, nice tits, suck a good dick)
I just wanna be away
(You puff your big weed, this ain't bamboo)
(The type of flower make a brotha go koo koo)
(A lot of man can't do what I can do)
(I'm the big dog 'round here)
I just wanna be away
(I just wanna be away)
(I just wanna be away)
I just wanna be away
(I just wanna be away)
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