BBW x The Lord Pt. 3

[Part 1: BBW]

[Intro]

You think you know me

Oh

It's stupid, but I will persevere

Ugh

Yes

Sad man, uh

[Verse]

Rap and prison (Uh)

I know these basement dwellers need a villain (Oh)

How you livin'?

It's Young Peggy without no pot to piss in

Heart throb, (Heart throb) we pack pistols, we make your heart stop

Grab chest, meet God (Hahaha, sucka)

Rather go out the martyr way (Okay, martyr way?)

Still can't believe I'm gettin' paid off this art today (Damn, Peggy)

I'm the medicine man (Yeah), keep a zip in my hand (Yeah)

I do work on the stage (Haha), I still feel like a fan (Yeah)

Uh, when I pass I hope everything I did matter to you, baby, if it didn't

Fuck it, when my body frigid (Yeah), all this music gon' keep Peggy livin'

It's the young, black, Brian Wilson

Smile at these crackers who want me dead (Ack)

Fire helmets won't protect your head (Brrt)

Don't get sent to Jesus filled with lead, lil' nigga

[Outro]

Uh, 'sup

Yeah

You know what I mean?

Sometimes you just gotta keep it simple like that, it's just, it is what it is, you know?

Yeah, hahaha

That's what— that's what my dad tells me, no not at all

That's what my dad tells me, too, if I had a dad

My dad, my dad doesn't—

Ah, yeah

[Part 2: The Lord, Pt. 3]

[Chorus]

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