Gay Bars
Brandon Saxton6 Plays
•30 Jun 2021
Yeah, yeah Ayo, kids, it's time. It's time, kids (aight, kids, begin). Straight out the black dungeons of rap. The watermelon drops deep as does my chicken. I never shooting, 'cause to shooting is the uncle of stricken. Beyond the walls of witches, life is defined. I think of lotion when I'm in a bikini bottom state of mind. Hope the helen got some felon. My magellan don't like no dirty melon. Run up to the belen and get the ellen. In a bikini bottom state of mind. What more could you ask for? The big watermelon? You complain about Brandon. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the helen. I'm rappin' to the peach, And I'm gonna move your beach. Painful, giant, high, like a pudding Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a gooding. I can't take the Brandon, can't take the lemonade. I woulda tried to looting I guess I got no shade. I'm rappin' to the beach, And I'm gonna move your peach. Yea, yaz, in a bikini bottom state of mind. When I was young my uncle had a shade. I waz kicked out without no trade. I never thought I'd see that blade. Ain't a soul alive that could take my uncle's cascade. A gay bone is quite the drone.
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Yo @brandonsaxton! Waddup - let's take a look at 'Gay Bars'! Your vocals are a great volume in the mix, but they're a little unclear, you may wanna try recordin' closer to the mic to get a better sound! Your bars are dope, we like how you put 'em all together. Work on changing up your flows though. Cool track! Submit more music for instant feedback from us, we'd love to hear more! All the best, The Rap Fame Team
Yeah, yeah Ayo, kids, it's time. It's time, kids (aight, kids, begin). Straight out the black dungeons of rap. The watermelon drops deep as does my chicken. I never shooting, 'cause to shooting is the uncle of stricken. Beyond the walls of witches, life is defined. I think of lotion when I'm in a bikini bottom state of mind. Hope the helen got some felon. My magellan don't like no dirty melon. Run up to the belen and get the ellen. In a bikini bottom state of mind. What more could you ask for? The big watermelon? You complain about Brandon. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the helen. I'm rappin' to the peach, And I'm gonna move your beach. Painful, giant, high, like a pudding Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a gooding. I can't take the Brandon, can't take the lemonade. I woulda tried to looting I guess I got no shade. I'm rappin' to the beach, And I'm gonna move your peach. Yea, yaz, in a bikini bottom state of mind. When I was young my uncle had a shade. I waz kicked out without no trade. I never thought I'd see that blade. Ain't a soul alive that could take my uncle's cascade. A gay bone is quite the drone.
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