BimuGoddo lyrics
by Highself
(Verse 1: Beamon)
b*tch YOU pus*y THATS ON MY MAMA
IM GRINDING
DONT PUSH ME I WENT THROUGH ALL IT
IM RIDING
A n*ggA DOLO IM IN THE BATWHIP
THESE BULLETS GO TONY ROMO
b*tch COULD YOU CATCH THAT
I SLIDE IN WEAPONS BARKIN
THATS DMX sh*t
THE BEAMON PUT THEM IN COFFINS
AND THEN I EXIT
THAT b*tchY GONE WANNA LICK ME
SO IMA TEST IT
GO FIFTY I HIT LIKE ED REED
b*tch YOU DONT WANT IT
SHE LEAKIN THAT pus*y JUICY
SOON AS SHE TOUCH ME
THEY HATIN THEY KEEP TWEAKIN
IT COULD GET UGLY
IM BEAMON MY CHOPPER SCREAMIN
THAT b*tch BE BUCKIN
IM BEAMON I PETER PARKER
I BRING THAT CARNAGE
(Verse 2: Lewis Is Dead)
HOPE YOU’RE ENTERTAINED
HOPE YOU’RE IN A GRAVE
HOPE YOU’RE IN A FLAME
f*ck YOU AND YOUR FAME
f*ck YOU IN YOUR FACE
WHAT A f*ckIN LAME
FANS At YOUR NAME
TAKE IT WITH A GRAIN
EAST SIDE n*ggA PULL UP WITH A KNIFE OUT
I NEED THAT
KEEP THAT ENERGY WHEN I GET MINE OUT
I BLEED THAT
ALL THIS AGONY
AND ALL THIS FLAK I NEED MY GREENS BACK
n*ggAS WANT THE BEEF BUT “WHAT THE HEALTH” SAID b*tch DON’T EAT THAT
STICKY b*tch I HIT THAT CLICK AND b*tch I HANDKERCHIEF THAT
HOW’D I ACHIEVE THAT
THE RAGE IN ME DON’T WANT THE PEACE BACK
c*ck THE PIECE BACK
I LIVE FOR NO REASON
ON RECESS
THE SOULS I DIGEST
DO NOT REQUIRE ME TO RESPECT
NEED MY RESPECT
DEAD WOLF
THROATf*ckER
NEVER DECENT