Hurt Locker by Goonsgrave Lyrics
[Intro]
Uh huh!
Oh
Yeah yeah yeah
All this pain, all this pain keeps building up
Diffuse the bomb
[Hook]
I feel like a bomb bitch and it’s the hurt locker
I’m wearing Prada and Gucci compared to foot locker
There ain’t no real talent in you, you a fake master
My last relationship was fucked it was a real disaster
Got on Gucci, Louis
When you’re overwhelmed gotta get you between my newly drugs
I wish you just fixed it all
You would’ve had it all
You chose not real, yeah
[Verse]
All these percs in my brain keep telling me I’m wrong
I really don’t need you going on and on
I’m getting rid of the memories I’ve had for to long
But they keep on coming back so I put ‘em in my songs
All these memories should be forever and ever
Till the pain we bleed I can’t take it forever
Just wait you’ll see all of the youth deserves better
This is there pleasure all of there pressure
I could tell it was right all along
Thinking you would leave and now you’re gone
I don’t wanna go back to my home
But the percs made me go back to my home
I wish I didn’t have to write these fucking songs
Thinking everyday was good but now it’s not
Girl this was four months ago
Girl now I’m glad these fights are gone
[Hook]
I feel like a bomb bitch and it’s the hurt locker
I’m wearing Prada and Gucci compared to foot locker
There ain’t no real talent in you, you a fake master
My last relationship was fucked it was a real disaster
Got on Gucci, Louis
When you’re overwhelmed gotta get you between my newly drugs
I wish you just fixed it all
You would’ve had it all
You chose not real, yeah
Uh huh!
Oh
Yeah yeah yeah
All this pain, all this pain keeps building up
Diffuse the bomb
[Hook]
I feel like a bomb bitch and it’s the hurt locker
I’m wearing Prada and Gucci compared to foot locker
There ain’t no real talent in you, you a fake master
My last relationship was fucked it was a real disaster
Got on Gucci, Louis
When you’re overwhelmed gotta get you between my newly drugs
I wish you just fixed it all
You would’ve had it all
You chose not real, yeah
[Verse]
All these percs in my brain keep telling me I’m wrong
I really don’t need you going on and on
I’m getting rid of the memories I’ve had for to long
But they keep on coming back so I put ‘em in my songs
All these memories should be forever and ever
Till the pain we bleed I can’t take it forever
Just wait you’ll see all of the youth deserves better
This is there pleasure all of there pressure
I could tell it was right all along
Thinking you would leave and now you’re gone
I don’t wanna go back to my home
But the percs made me go back to my home
I wish I didn’t have to write these fucking songs
Thinking everyday was good but now it’s not
Girl this was four months ago
Girl now I’m glad these fights are gone
[Hook]
I feel like a bomb bitch and it’s the hurt locker
I’m wearing Prada and Gucci compared to foot locker
There ain’t no real talent in you, you a fake master
My last relationship was fucked it was a real disaster
Got on Gucci, Louis
When you’re overwhelmed gotta get you between my newly drugs
I wish you just fixed it all
You would’ve had it all
You chose not real, yeah