Beachside Freestyle (ref. 26.05.24) lyrics

by

Young Gleason


[Verse 1]
My head’s buss like Friday the ‘teenth
Talking about horror flicking the scene
You don’t want a bar in’nt for me
I’m the best, there ain’t no stopping these
I got the Adenosine, you know it’s me
My bars stack high like banana trees
And my bars apesh*t like the wild scenes
I’m jus’a child see, I got all this green
Free-styling in the back of a car, no riding
We waiting for the rain to ease off, please stop
Trying to flex, I don’t wear bulletproof vest
I got a mic, pad, pen, hence why I’m the best
There ain’t no stopping this growth like cress
f*ck you wasteman, you should go to hell
Hear my sound ring-ring-ring like a bell
I’m done with this song, you be like “oh well”
But it’s the end of the album, I’ve retired as well
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