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PLANET BEAM (Explicit) - BEAM
Lyrics by：Tyshane Thompson
Composed by：Tyshane Thompson
If I say I'ma ride then they with me
Safety first but the scrapper's a glizzy
We gon' circle the block and get busy
Gunshot
What you talkin' 'bout
N***as get risky
And you pushin' your bro he a sissy
Got h*es sexin' my phone say they miss me
F**kers feel like we back in the Sixties
Gunshot
If I say I'ma ride then they with me
Safety first but the scrapper's a glizzy
We gon' circle the block and get busy
Gunshot
What you talkin' 'bout
N***as get risky
And you pushin' your bro he a sissy
N***as lyin' they say that he rich
Got h*es sexin' my phone say they miss me
Gunshot
F**kers feel like we back in the Sixties
B***hes do anything for a check
I ain't tip her man now she upset
Tell these h*es to get sponsored by Nike
Gunshot
Trust me I know these n***as don't like me
And it's only enough when I'm dinin'
I'm a savage we swappin' no swappin'
It's why I'm cuttin' off n***as they dyin'
Gunshot
Yeah do or die yeah
Do or die do or try
Yeah look who am I
SkipOnDaBeat it go crazy
Dances Spanish stone
But I'm not a sin
More's up than I done been Noah's Ark inna di rain
Come from the sky crash down plane
Skillet cooker playin'
'Nuff man mi know sell Mary gin
'Nuff man mi know Abel fi kill Cain
Head shot occur
Cool bean fallout money treein'
Gi' a gyal mi cocky mek har levitate David playin'
Seems like di man tun seems like mi brotha tun
Insane God's name in vain
Codeine c*****e f**k liquor I been winnin'
In Vans bloodstream lion piss do 'em in
Seen pen kill pen ordained prophet
Detain insurance make a right to rid 'em right win
Get the logic from my left brain
Touch mi gyal brush them off
Cut them off against the grain
I'm a demon in a condemned care canteen
Front porch glean 'em die sheen are been
Are known in pimp get together
Put up on street public do 'em in
Steady win the ways you seen
Ball sustenance slow bill
Slow kills Quentin Tarantino
Did the two let 'em bloody pens
Push it look like M C I ducked it when mi tek it all di keys
When mi see I rock with no cheers
Set them up then we're skiers set them up without beat
Yeah yeah turn the autotune down
Yeah yeah yeah uh
Uh uh I'ma I'ma sick
Sick
Sick
Sync sick
Sick
Sick
Drr brrt
I need more headphone volume yeah
I need more headphone volume yeah
Catch a viking in the volume yeah
You can hear that through the sonics yeah
I only f**k wit' gyal ebonics yeah
Straight out the trap it's exotic yeah
Tropical yeah
And I talk 'bout Medusa I love it
Treat that head like a turkey I stuff it
Stuff it
All ah di gyaldem waan fi gimme
Tek mi sword stop eh cold
Santa know yuh badda than a box of cigarette
Got a big choppa heart stopper
No manners Big Poppa
Don Dadda in Americana
Still a wear di green and yellow black burner
Inna uptown have a king face
Like di sword drive down downtown
Touch at di partner dem a bruk down
Bleed me or de pasa pasa pasa
Pon di river then me gon' die
With some Rastas with some Christians
Smokin' *** the Lord Jesus is my chiropractor
When me need the healing in my doctor back to Earth
Call me Peter when I'm choppin' ears off
Call me I've been sellin'
Scala tunnel vision with no cap and gown
Me and Jeremy took it over million
This is for my jit I put in a college fund
I'ma get that jit more than this gun sound
Make a toast to harder assholes
Not in my prime but I'm still in the Amazon
Body sumo wrestler hit 'em out of bounds
When I pull up hit to lickin' Diana Jones
She want give me kitty baby keep the boom
Got a wifey takin' care of tippy tippy
Got a ballerina always count 'em toes
I just try this first she got me out the zone
Melody hypnotic temptation harmonic
Singin' over tonic yuh
Back to the topic no more pointers I need dollars
Got a shawty she gon' pop it she a star like Madonna
Africana khaki Hotel Rwanda anaconda
Lord forgive me I'ma f**k the digits
No adultery but I let the patna kiss the one of in me
I ain't do no phonics but it's so ironic I'm the hottest topic
My mama drop me
Mama
Sicky in the heady crack baby
N***a psychotic n***a Steve Jobs n***a fanatic
I am such a motherf**ker
But I will go f**k your mother
Yuh shee yuh kidda
Still up on street with God and the peace in the street
Touch word woman see rapper dem a pree
I love bees in the trees and a coolin' breeze
From creation God in it
Life really comin' and I got to give it positivity
See the ying yang bling bling chargin' it
The enemy with the apple
See me step on this n***a get dark in it
God feel me God I'm the one Samuel
All prophet now morning residual maybe Mom
Take a Addy make it go away put it down
Make a know your peace get told to stop
Oh oof oh oof oh ts oh ts
Oh yeah diligent talkin' deals in a Hebrew court synagogue
Chosen one is he real
Israel ask God
I'm located in the sky get off me
I'm at risk this type of life is cost to me
One zero and below it get frosty
They try to lock me I done made dem car piece
I don't need a presidential
I ain't snitchin' gettin' out like Bob D
I can go run in for the presidential
No content I ain't content no not at all
Like glue shampah is it
She sorta cocky but this ain't no coca this is down sad is it
Mi come find di light run inna di dark like a marathon yuh see it
Man pull a dandelion cyaan f**k with disrespect not at all
Bring your mathematics when it come to trigonometry
N***a don't try it
Not at all
Not a callus but they call it my blood
I'ma fold like a new
Not at all
Rather have an exotic than a d**n Honda Accord
Not at all
