Produced by: Stupidcashzay and Brendan Sundstrom Sick of these fucking fabricated songs Is isn't my fault the old me's long gone It isn't my fault my brain asks what's wrong Probably my half brother Sean, a thot Making my mom go insane and I'm not I begin to think that I do not belong I'm always playing chess and I'm the pawn The curtains drawned fuck this and I have fought Too long you shit I'm not mowing the lawn Anymore that shit is an after thought It's fucking my time to see what you got Bitch kneel and you better use those damn palms And pray to the devil Chris, I ain't calm Go to the casino with a bomb Get the money bitch, give me what a want If you disobey, your gonna get shot I'm not the same man you thought anymore You thought I wasn't good fucking horrors How about you just close the fucking door store I can rob your ass, put hands on the floor You've never met a better connoisseur I will make you adorn me, go to war And get shot in the face, wouldn't care more This is a detour, what you walking for Ok look at him now he is rapping fast Oh fucking hell somebody get the cash Or whacking somebody with a hard bat To the face to make them know the facts, that Was hilarious man, lmao, laugh What's the plan boss, generation's that bad They know a lot about sneak attacks And making people so sad, they outlash Fuck shit these stupid people have anthrax Diseasing the store as we clashed and slapped Our way god damn it Dak, I'm relapsing I couldn't be anymore mad, contact The F.B.I. hurry up shits and thrash Get the M16s, suit up to combat Against whatever that is, fucking clash I'm gonna panic attack and go mad Oh my god he's doing another verse He's looking smooth like Dirk's fadeaway, move Before you get immersed in Brendan's curse You'll shoot yourself like Kurt Cobain, mercy Oh my god, Brendan's curse? Controversial? Is this corona? No way, it's way worse Don't even think that you can even flirt With the idea of messenger birds, dirt's The only thing your touching with your shirt Down on the ground and then you start to burst Into tears because the curse will disperse Oh and you gonna be the fucking first To see millions of people get hurt (Aa-aah) While you look around and search The red sirens are blaring out alerts The old Brendan is dead 'cause of Fred Durst #LOCO4RHYMES #freestyle #rap #bmvideo #bmoest #hiphop #locoent #paradoxrecords #rapfame #2020 #fire #2020heat #trap #banger #bmgrind #bars #lbkc #new #loco4music #locofamily #hot #heat #music #collab #paradox #southcitymob