Bruce Bayne - Yung Bruce lyrics

[Verse 1: Bruce Bayne] My height and weight street cred size I'm 6 feet, 187, like a dead guy I don't commit crimes, I omit rhymes My president drops bombs, y'all voted for Mit Rom Nothing to trip on, I should sit calm Watch a sitcom in a different world create an ensemble I told you that I'm insomniac If you need that sack of indigo I got you searching like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego Present day Nazareth, Chiraq that's in the Go Not everyone's a k**er, leave them kids alone I'm in control, no I'm in a daze, hydroplaning Give 'em Malaysian waves to hide your plane with I don't taste the steak, I'm in the matrix If there's a beat I could step on, like a step mom To her stepson for the television left on Break your trachea, key a Kia Optima on the opposite ends of the spectrum sh**, you a speck from electrons Made negative, I never get in the way of a wave of energy Flash flesh storms I prey for em Thats with an E, yo what I have to eat is what I have to eat Move like mobsters you lop sided with crab feet I drop science fiction, pay attention to the famed affection Of what my f**ing frame of mind is missing Don't mind missing the dart board I could probably break a wall with another throw If y'all ain't trippin' through the f**ing wire Ima have you fall out of men, like the Ottoman Empire Or fall out of air then flat like Schwinn tires Yo I done been going so long that I'm getting tired It's been a long day