B.Murphy - Can't Even lyrics

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B.Murphy - Can't Even lyrics

[Hook 1] Watch your back ‘coz your boy I'll be retrieving He's so fine, yeah I know you're not believing I've got your girl too now I've got you seething 1, 3, 5, 7… I can't even [Verse 1: Ryan (Bex)] So odd that you think I'm deceiving You need time for bereaving hun Your baes lined up at my door for this evening Props for you? I ain't leaving none Now I'm needing some of you to spare your grief I can only see your heart man, where's your sleeve? (Boo-hoo) If you didn't wanna lose your beau should've listened to Lesh and brushed your teeth It's not a hard thing You're not as poor as Bangladesh Toothpaste from Home Bargains (How much?) 60p man, Aquafresh. (Fresh) That's mint My hint Smooth and milky Lindt Shave your muff gal, no to scruff gal Smooth and silky bint This b**h is chatting sh**, there's no point in conversing Everything she spouts, my mood is slowly worsening Why do I bother man? Now I should say to hell with this I haven't got the patience and she's probably a feminist Surfing the third wave, social justice terrorist Give me a call babe I'll be your hotline therapist [Hook 2] You spin off like a sideshow, Cleveland You mess it up like Fi Fo Fee Thumb You need to stop thinking out loud, Ed Sheeran 1, 3, 5, 7… I can't even [Verse 2: Ryan (Bex)] Take a seat if you ain't got humour What are you a pouncing puma hun Is that fish you smell like tuna Calm your tits tryna ruin my fun Now you're bumping your gums, no masticate Need to show more love, no masturbate I could teach you but I have to charge upfront So don't procrastinate It's such a hard thing To be taking all me bants I've misplaced your safe space I don't care for your demands What's this? A diss Please don't raise your fist I'm just a f*ggot I can't hack it now you get the gist (Misogynist!) Consciously explicit, yes I am provoking Forcing out a requisite disclaimer that I'm joking Why do I bother man their always so defensive Is there no limit to prohibit what they deem offensive? Aren't you brave with your speck of moral leverage? Dig your grave as I check your female privilege [Hook 3] An all knowing god? You ain't no Morgan Freemon I watch you on the web with all these lies that you've been weaving Crying with a tiny toddler tantrum are you teething? 1, 3, 5, 7… I can't even

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