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buried alive - christian james (boi blue) lyrics

[intro]
what a f-ckwit
coughin’ in my microphone and sh-t

[verse]
talk any sh-t that you want, give a f-ck what you said
inside i’m buried alive so now the old me is dead
i’m gonna set it on fire man, i’m tired, i’m done
if you’re lookin’ for a role model, i ain’t the one
before nine and i’m already high, f-cked up
every day, i think about my life and how i f-cked up
habits i can’t seem to kick, money burned to sh-t
every job and sh-t i quit, i can’t seem to commit
think what you want, couldn’t care, i’m a f-ckwit
i’m laughing in your face pr-ck, in other words, suck sh-t
oh, now i’ve gone and said some sh-t and i offended you
f-ck it, you’re a f-ggot mate and all your little friends are too
now you wanna go and say i’m h0m-phobic
i’m talkin’ ’bout a pile of sticks, sh-t, get over it
or sit on a stick shift, i couldn’t give a stiff sh-t
i say this each year so you know i’m a misfit
i must be a mish-t and a station will take me
requested on the daily but still they won’t play me
’cause i refuse to make some watered down hip-hop
want me rhyming hot pop, can’t ’cause that sh-t’s not
me, it’s what i’m never gonna be
i say f-ck a lot and man i smoke a lotta weed
i guess that’s why these humans don’t know how to take me
but still these middle-age single mums try and rape me
nah, for real, you should see my f-ckin’ facebook
these b-tches ain’t saving face, lookin’ for a date, look
you ain’t the sickest, nah, blue is the sickest
wa-ah-uh-uh, i’m gettin’ down with the sickness
how else could i say it? f-ck it man, i’m disturbed
sure you caught a rumour, but yeah, f-ck what you heard
every serving i’ve been handed, only took it in, learned
if you’re f-ckin’ ’round with fire then you’re bound to get burned
if you fl!ckin’ matches, nah, i’m never gonna catch it
like an std from your d in the ratchet
i’d rather circ-mcise myself with a f-ckin’ hatchet
and use superglue mixed with salt to try and patch it
i told you, yeah, i’m f-cked in the head
no longer foolish from all the f-ckin’ bullsh-t that i’m in
spent my last day in bed, now i’ve woken the f-ck up
no longer sittin’ home, sleepin’, feelin’ all f-cked up
wild boy, high boy, i’m on a mission
you can call me blue but my mother called me christian
named after religion, i despise the sh-t
anti-christ tattoos under my eyes and sh-t
yeah, i’m faithless and the bases are that
the bible contradicts itself, it’s only worthless cr-p
all religion is is a security blanket
it’s brainwashin’ bullsh-t and i can’t take it
man, i can’t fake it, stay true to myself
never ever had a problem sayin’ what i felt
handle life as it comes and the cards i’ve been dealt
forced me under the radar but now i’m sneakin’ in stealth
to these cats, i’m a threat, i’m a motherf-ckin’ problem
go uphill against the wind because i’m not them
everybody lookin’ for an easy way out
making simple music but yo, i’m playing it down
shout out to the boys, rep street cred crew
we spit that sh-t to make them wack rappers turn red too
battleaxe warriors, yeah, i see you too
with [?] by my side, we’re comin’ down on you
so keep sleepin’ on us, pretty soon it be too late
’cause when we takin’ over, know there won’t be any room mate
for these p-ss poor rappers that don’t show no taste
but if you f-ckin’ with blue, you know that that ain’t the case

[outro]
nah
you know that that ain’t the case
nah
you know that that ain’t the case
you know that that ain’t the case

- christian james boi blue lyrics

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