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command & conquer - buum lyrics

we going to the bog, we going to the swamp
heaven froze over, now we getting to the thaw
honky with a honky tonk
clown car, rollout to the sound of the honk
watch ’em fall down to the cross
i don’t get into this mystical stuff
i don’t know an orb from an ankh
i don’t know a wh0re of babylon from a femme fatale
expound on the nature of the content dilettante
katamari samsara
roll around ’till i get it all
turning these people to play*doh
i feel like i’m hegel
i roll ‘em, mash ‘em, stick ‘em in a stew
their head is potato
im moving rhizomatically
hexadecimal hacking mе
program f*cksh*t outta me
rotate hue and switch opacity
complеx system
gang anatomy
make romance turn tragedy
i got subs like digital mystikz
subs like mala
and my merry melodies buzzin’ like rustie
y’all full of conceit and you crusty
you get on the beat and you making it musty
yeaaaaaaim making it custom
making you concede, just give it up please
s.t.f.u, yield to passion (yield to passion)
enough meditating, get to action
f*ckin’ hit the gas b*tch (buum)
f*ckin’ hit the gas b*tch (buum)
got a lot of questions * got a lot of answers

got a lot of questions, got a lot of answers
but my throat still says concert, and my body still says conquer
i was riding on the seas, got a little bit seasick (uhh, uhh)
i was doing my thing tryna praise god a little indecent
got my soul, i’m peaceing
piece it together

i end up being myself
i end up being it better
is it the real me when i’m in h*llfire or who i am in the meadow?
i thought i was better off with a gepetto
i thought i was better off with an avatar like zepeto
in a rut, had no guts, i got stuck needing help, bro
little hand up, little hand job, little hand me down
little sanskrit
fainting couch, damsel
distress, ample
then i birds eye viewed and i sampled
didn’t like what i heard
song absurd, it hurt
wow * man of the murmer * m*s*ch*st murder
simultaneous sheep and a herder
say it ain’t so … wow … wow
so i leave the small herd
now i’m stuck in a big herd and i’m big hurt
but i wanna get bigger, i wanna get stronger
got alotta questions, got a lot of answers
but my throat still says concert and my body still says conquer
s.t.f.u, yield to passion (yield to passion)
enough meditating, get to action
f*ckin’ hit the gas b*tch (buum)
f*ckin’ hit the gas b*tch (buum)
got a lot of questions, got a lot of answers

- buum lyrics

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