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Oh Boy

from The Media Made Me by Deadbeat

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lyrics

Watch out
Theres no way I could stop now
I'm a freight train, conductor was locked out
Club owners used to love me til' their roof was brought down
Not now
they want me in the compound
I've always been easy going
They don't understand db flowing
Nowadays to read into anything
these kids need to see
at least three emojis
I'll put a face on for ya bruh
how bout some terror and the napalm formula
the stone cold glare of the a bomb, order up
calling you the never quit your day job orchestra
Beethoven's fifth
fills the background
of day dreams
can you tell how sick that it makes me to hear your crap
I'll smear the map
til I wipe you off
the clock appears to crack
I'm killing time
the word kill defined
the ill mind
behind the hill's eyes
in real time
you can watch their will die
my skills sharp enough to cut you down to pill size
I've always been easy going
but I don't understand if its joking
I'm laughing and shaking my head in every direction
I need an exorcism
Every breath says

Oh Boy
come on now
Did you believe your mama when she told you she's beyond proud?
Did your clique tell you you could rock crowds?
That you were the king ever since you walked out?

Oh Boy
come on now
Did you think their silence meant you had a raw sound?
Were you the meanest puppy they could muster in your dog pound?
I can't believe you thought you had this locked down


You could be a hose couldn't dowse the flame
Stupid get exposed if you doubt the brain
Who could be a foe of this loud display?
Two go in and Joe will come out the cage
Look me in the eyes when you say you're criminal
day to day I see your pay is minimal
hate to break it
some agents great kid,
but there's no helping if your tape is pitiful
pain is typical
its true the truth hurts
no mistakes admissible if you won't do the work
two huge boots and
you can choose the first
you'll still get em both up your ass if you play it right
Joey deadbeat
Ninety nine percent heat
the other one I'm so cold
all their pencil lead freeze
I'm laughing and shaking my head in every direction
I need an exorcism
every breath says

Oh Boy
come on now
Did you believe your mama when she told you she's beyond proud?
Did your clique tell you you could rock crowds?
That you were the king ever since you walked out?

Oh Boy
come on now
Did you think their silence meant you had a raw sound?
Were you the meanest puppy they could muster in your dog pound?
I can't believe you thought you had this locked down

Like the clock's round
we sound off
to an off sound
mouths drop down
when the cocks out
right about now I'm jumping this town
on to the next one to hunt for the crown
Dumbfounded isn't nearly the common, ALL have this reaction
very astonished
I bury your garbage
in various gardens
to spare me the hardship
of tearing apart discs

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from The Media Made Me, released November 10, 2016

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