Lunar C – Boyeyed Lyrics
Lyrics
Lunar C
- Jump in the booth
- Too high and read my bars wrong
- Tryna leave my mark on the planet like I'm Neil Armstrong
- Groupies in rockets tyrna reach my hardon
- Looking down the camera like I'm finally a star mum
- I'm sick of arseholes critiquing how i craft my verses
- Suck your grandads dick for a bag of werthers
- You lack in purpose complaining that I'm perverted
- Im just saying how i stuff and mount the pussy like a taxidermist
- You crossing jobs with a tippa is bad luck
- I'll slap the fringe off a hipster and piss on his fans Vans pumps
- Pussy I'm your new step dad and there's a couple set rules
- You call me out i call you in and send you to your bedroom
- Run home before you get a clip round loghole
- Im Killing these cats like them weird kids in Gummo
- Make 'em jump like they got a stub toe
- Blunt smoke but I'm bogeyed like Columbo BUH!
Hook x2
- Lazy Bud bunnin' gobshite
- If you ain't paying me don't expect me to be on time
- Wake up after two in the afternoon slob life
- I be on my sofa chonging till I'm bogeyed
Lunar C
- I'm not just another idiot acting like im a thug being labeled
- Has got me feeling that i should try and give up
- I fantasize about putting my pad of rhymes in the dustbin
- Just to fuck up my career that's my appetite for destruction
- I did too much to add to prior discussion
- I'm twisted and my idea of paradise is disgusting
- There's only really a bag of rhymers i fuck with
- And every time i unzip it to have a cypher they look stiff
- You lot are burning the candle at both ends
- You being so arrogant and so whack it makes no sense
- I'm tryna figure out how you balance your own head
- With the size that it's growing to without having a broke neck
- Smoking till I'm brain dead
- And don't have any common sense
- I'm on my grizzly i was broke but now I'm on the mend
- You tag a longs are too slow you couldn't comprehend
- This is project fuck a poser we don't follow trends
Hook x2
- Lazy Bud bunnin' gobshite
- If you ain't paying me don't expect me to be on time
- Wake up after two in the afternoon slob life
- I be on my sofa chonging till I'm bogeyed