Hold me Back by Kinsey Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I been grindin'
Been tryna find some kinda higher mindset
I've been hidin'
From violent truths I got some mileage
I'm tryna shake my music but it's flat, like Miley Cyrus
I've been trying
To get some recognition for my talents
It's been balanced it's been handled by a pro
Lick my phallus don't let go
Dick's got a mind of it's own
Pistol to the tip and click it while you lick it
Feels so good it blows my mind
Like it should 'cause most the time
I put in this wholesome grind
I feel like I'm 'posed to fly
Just a kid from central Brighton
In my life, I've been drunk, done some time, got fucked up
I've been high, had some fun, done some things I shouldn't have done
But don't judge, you have too
Acting innocent is cute
Acting cute ain't innocent
In a sense- wait where's the goddamn instrumental? It just went
Is this meant to be the hook?
Am I really freestyling, on the piece I'm meant to sing?
Without a beat it's menacing, anyways I'll carry on
No passengers, no carry ons
No Slazengers from Amazon
Board the Boeing throw a party get it going
I can't see it's partly snowing, but the wind is hardly blowing
Who the fuck just hit my beep
BN2, plus a 3, add another double E, but next time you fuck with me
Make sure you stack up the heat
It's troubling
Really how come some can see
Something so corrupt in me
Like I'm standing on a beach
With Emus in front of me
One of them comes up to me
Pecks me on the fucking ass
Runs away and screams
"quick, sand!"
Buries his head underneath
But he sinks so tragically
Rest in piece to dear Jeffrey
Only knew him for like 3
Minutes but that's how shit go
Karma's a bitch as we know
[Verse 2]
I, can feel a force
From deep within
Coming forth
I'm bout to
BLOW!
Hold me back
Wait man no don't hold me back
I want all my homies back
Rap used to be only black
Now it's just like that one cat
From the show called Postman Pat
What the fuck is up with that
Flow is pretty fucking whack
Trap is like the only crap
Out right now which isn't bad
Long as lyricism's back
Give the circumcision back
To the bad hospital staff
Hit 'em with a baseball bat
With a homemade handle that
Says I want my foreskin back
*Clears throat*
Lemme clear my throat
Do I see somebody that's tryna steal my throne?
Oh wait no
That is just my other clone
Nevermind, shit
I think he's just fillin' in
While I'm out at Lidl tryna fiddle little kids
They're just buying shopping while I'm tryna buy some johnny's
Whilst I'm tryna find the John, 'Cause I'm running from the police
But I think I need a shit!
I been grindin'
Been tryna find some kinda higher mindset
I've been hidin'
From violent truths I got some mileage
I'm tryna shake my music but it's flat, like Miley Cyrus
I've been trying
To get some recognition for my talents
It's been balanced it's been handled by a pro
Lick my phallus don't let go
Dick's got a mind of it's own
Pistol to the tip and click it while you lick it
Feels so good it blows my mind
Like it should 'cause most the time
I put in this wholesome grind
I feel like I'm 'posed to fly
Just a kid from central Brighton
In my life, I've been drunk, done some time, got fucked up
I've been high, had some fun, done some things I shouldn't have done
But don't judge, you have too
Acting innocent is cute
Acting cute ain't innocent
In a sense- wait where's the goddamn instrumental? It just went
Is this meant to be the hook?
Am I really freestyling, on the piece I'm meant to sing?
Without a beat it's menacing, anyways I'll carry on
No passengers, no carry ons
No Slazengers from Amazon
Board the Boeing throw a party get it going
I can't see it's partly snowing, but the wind is hardly blowing
Who the fuck just hit my beep
BN2, plus a 3, add another double E, but next time you fuck with me
Make sure you stack up the heat
It's troubling
Really how come some can see
Something so corrupt in me
Like I'm standing on a beach
With Emus in front of me
One of them comes up to me
Pecks me on the fucking ass
Runs away and screams
"quick, sand!"
Buries his head underneath
But he sinks so tragically
Rest in piece to dear Jeffrey
Only knew him for like 3
Minutes but that's how shit go
Karma's a bitch as we know
[Verse 2]
I, can feel a force
From deep within
Coming forth
I'm bout to
BLOW!
Hold me back
Wait man no don't hold me back
I want all my homies back
Rap used to be only black
Now it's just like that one cat
From the show called Postman Pat
What the fuck is up with that
Flow is pretty fucking whack
Trap is like the only crap
Out right now which isn't bad
Long as lyricism's back
Give the circumcision back
To the bad hospital staff
Hit 'em with a baseball bat
With a homemade handle that
Says I want my foreskin back
*Clears throat*
Lemme clear my throat
Do I see somebody that's tryna steal my throne?
Oh wait no
That is just my other clone
Nevermind, shit
I think he's just fillin' in
While I'm out at Lidl tryna fiddle little kids
They're just buying shopping while I'm tryna buy some johnny's
Whilst I'm tryna find the John, 'Cause I'm running from the police
But I think I need a shit!