Buried (Clean)歌词

作词 : Geezer
作曲 : Beacon7
Buried
Lyrics by Geezer, XD
Beat by Beacon7
Mixed by Beacon7
Shut up, and listen.
A kid just hit me on my WeChat,
Got a freestyle recorded oh my god tell me he’s just being whack.
This reminds me at the last time,
Embarrassed me, me up, take my diss back.
Hold chill man, you ain’t got no skill, only pop pills trynna diss me going uphill.
Take you back to the show, you probably can’t remember,
I still got a temper, that will kill you with a manner.
I spread lead on my little hatch back,
Tell you mumble-mumble worse than my humble fast rap.
Better check that, because I start to get mad.
Little fool, don’t be goofy by your step dad.
We got freedom, freedom is the right to never see them.
Gonna beat them on their face, turn my back and I’ll defeat them.
Feed them with my make them shut their mouth and listen.
take your mumble that can only play in kitchen.
Oh man, this dude is trynna murder me.
Oh man, this is an emergency.
Oh man, his diss got nothing to do with me.
Now, take my diss back, with your respect, you’re just being whack,
Stop hiding under your seat.
I got you buried, Frank.
You’re just a, man.
Yes, I admit that I’m losing fans.
Creep in, build clans, is that what you planned?
Now I come up with a diss,
You and lose your lifespan.
X2
Wonder how the did he get his confidence,
That can even host a tour without any audience.
If you ever blow that’s just an incidence,
But you never show up take your fickleness.
Frank, man, stop pretending you’re my friend, no you’re my fan.
Your tattered freestyle rap for my nan.
Are you really a Stan? But trynna be a Khan?
Then, how the you dare to despite Eminem?
I’ve heard you wanna go to 8mile freestyle,
I hope not, because you’re still fragile.
The toilet flush, and your heart crush.
Rush-rush kid, oof, that’s your lifestyle.
Stop rapping nonsense, and be aware of conscious.
If you’re a hip-hop artist, I’m the Goat in the contest.
You said you wanted a demo, but you cannot even battle.
Got your “acid rap” that can only play on loser's channel.
Aquaplane with a paddle, I'll step on your saddle.
With yourself yelling “woo”, I can only give you zero.
Pick up your, oof that’s a wick.
Make yourself so sick that can’t even lick a ball, little pric.
You got no ticks in the rap quiz,
Go click a site, go find a yourself little.
Oh, still this, lil’ kid, look in the mirror think himself so big,
Chill bliss, now stop, give him some time to prepare a diss.
Shut the up, shut your lap-top,
Think you’re rap god, on your chest there’s a little red spot.
I’mma crush you with a head shot,
Lil’ trans, you got your cut in Bangkok.
Go blush, kid, you are in a deadlock.
Bag drop, Dirty Franky blow off.
Kill shot? you are still a lil’ dog.
No talk, that is not hip-hop.
I got you buried, Frank.
You’re just a, man.
Yes, I admit that I’m losing fans.
Creep in, build clans, is that what you planned?
Now I come up with a diss,
You lose your lifespan.
X2
Now I got you.

[00:00.000] 作词 : Geezer
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Beacon7
[00:02.120]Buried
[00:02.621]Lyrics by Geezer, XD
[00:03.121]Beat by Beacon7
[00:03.874]Mixed by Beacon7
[00:05.625]Shut up, and listen.
[00:14.892]A kid just hit me on my WeChat,
[00:16.393]Got a freestyle recorded oh my god tell me he’s just being whack.
[00:18.897]This reminds me at the last time,
[00:20.667]Embarrassed me, me up, take my diss back.
[00:22.906]Hold chill man, you ain’t got no skill, only pop pills trynna diss me going uphill.
[00:26.412]Take you back to the show, you probably can’t remember,
[00:28.417]I still got a temper, that will kill you with a manner.
[00:30.419]I spread lead on my little hatch back,
[00:31.672]Tell you mumble-mumble worse than my humble fast rap.
[00:33.445]Better check that, because I start to get mad.
[00:35.932]Little fool, don’t be goofy by your step dad.
[00:38.185]We got freedom, freedom is the right to never see them.
[00:39.689]Gonna beat them on their face, turn my back and I’ll defeat them.
[00:41.692]Feed them with my make them shut their mouth and listen.
[00:43.695]take your mumble that can only play in kitchen.
[00:45.700]Oh man, this dude is trynna murder me.
[00:47.464]Oh man, this is an emergency.
[00:49.707]Oh man, his diss got nothing to do with me.
[00:51.208]Now, take my diss back, with your respect, you’re just being whack,
[00:53.245]Stop hiding under your seat.
[01:00.277]I got you buried, Frank.
[01:01.530]You’re just a, man.
[01:02.548]Yes, I admit that I’m losing fans.
[01:04.287]Creep in, build clans, is that what you planned?
[01:06.291]Now I come up with a diss,
[01:07.291]You and lose your lifespan.
[01:08.546]X2
[01:16.059]Wonder how the did he get his confidence,
[01:17.564]That can even host a tour without any audience.
[01:20.082]If you ever blow that’s just an incidence,
[01:21.317]But you never show up take your fickleness.
[01:23.570]Frank, man, stop pretending you’re my friend, no you’re my fan.
[01:27.153]Your tattered freestyle rap for my nan.
[01:29.407]Are you really a Stan? But trynna be a Khan?
[01:30.925]Then, how the you dare to despite Eminem?
[01:33.413]I’ve heard you wanna go to 8mile freestyle,
[01:35.673]I hope not, because you’re still fragile.
[01:37.172]The toilet flush, and your heart crush.
[01:38.677]Rush-rush kid, oof, that’s your lifestyle.
[01:40.682]Stop rapping nonsense, and be aware of conscious.
[01:42.684]If you’re a hip-hop artist, I’m the Goat in the contest.
[01:44.436]You said you wanted a demo, but you cannot even battle.
[01:46.190]Got your “acid rap” that can only play on loser's channel.
[01:48.416]Aquaplane with a paddle, I'll step on your saddle.
[01:50.168]With yourself yelling “woo”, I can only give you zero.
[01:52.178]Pick up your, oof that’s a wick.
[01:53.929]Make yourself so sick that can’t even lick a ball, little pric.
[01:55.933]You got no ticks in the rap quiz,
[01:57.686]Go click a site, go find a yourself little.
[01:59.689]Oh, still this, lil’ kid, look in the mirror think himself so big,
[02:03.952]Chill bliss, now stop, give him some time to prepare a diss.
[02:07.457]Shut the up, shut your lap-top,
[02:09.210]Think you’re rap god, on your chest there’s a little red spot.
[02:11.216]I’mma crush you with a head shot,
[02:12.718]Lil’ trans, you got your cut in Bangkok.
[02:14.726]Go blush, kid, you are in a deadlock.
[02:17.230]Bag drop, Dirty Franky blow off.
[02:19.230]Kill shot? you are still a lil’ dog.
[02:21.236]No talk, that is not hip-hop.
[02:24.487]I got you buried, Frank.
[02:25.495]You’re just a, man.
[02:26.494]Yes, I admit that I’m losing fans.
[02:27.996]Creep in, build clans, is that what you planned?
[02:30.024]Now I come up with a diss,
[02:31.252]You lose your lifespan.
[02:32.004]X2
[02:41.026]Now I got you.