Beamon - Black Den lyrics

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Beamon - Black Den lyrics

[Beamon Speaking] I toss yo body in the wind, come to the black den I toss yo body in the wind Come to the black den, I toss yo body in the wind b**h [Verse 1] You ain't never been round here, cemetaries every single day round here Blades that a shred your f**ing face up b**h I ride around and never show my face young b**h No cable, netflix on the screen, I be by myself b**h I don't got friends b**h it's okay, motherf** your life, you say you love your girl?, motherf** your wife Bodies on a motherf**ing list, Kenpachi, young kamikaze, soul hover in the wind All my exes?, don't care bout them, I'm in a black creek, walk inside my den Swords swang then they rip apart yo limbs, then I shoulder shrug cause I be so tense Tens of millions of my beasts behind me, skinny tall pimp by the name of Beam b**h I don't get drunk cause I meditate, n***a young trench coat b**h I'm a sorcerer & I'm in my dark den, black robe, got a fresh frost all up on my phone Breaking ground when I stroll, fresh cracks in the flow See my shadow through the smoke, walking through the corridors [Hook] Young ghost, body flowing through the woods, so misunderstood f** it, it will be all good I'm shining my blade now, cause it's getting crucial I'm swanging at yall now, so yall might wanna move dude [Verse 2] Throwing bodies in a casket, grim reaper beam came down with the madness Bunch a frozen weapons while they posted in my tomb Shadows of these demons all up in my f**ing room You don't wanna try me, b**h I promise you through Bringing havoc every time I be coming through What you tryna do with me, boy you just food Leaving all these rappers straight looking like fools Boy I came down, buster sword on my back You say you gave me props?, b**h you can have them back Then I'm lost in the grave now, I came down wrecking Making music for myself, f** your respect b**h Making music for myself, f** your respect b**h Young Beam, hair sticking out the cage Battle wounds on my face, you ain't rapping, that's a phase Come to the underground I turn you to stain You saying that its make believe, but b**h this what I make [Hook] Come to the black den, toss yo body in the wind Come to the black den, toss yo body in the wind Come to the black den, toss yo body in the wind Come to the black den, toss yo body in the wind b**h

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