infinity bloom by bye spencer Lyrics
[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah
P. Soul on the track
Yeah
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$ & XXXTENTACION]
I'm as real as they come, they feel it, get numb
You think you got a little buzz, so now you can't get stung?
I keep a razor blade tucked on me, under my tongue
Don't let me have to tell these niggas about the city I'm from
It's Brooklyn, be the home of the hardest ever (Yeah)
Where them niggas don't aim, they just palm Berettas (Bang)
And bomb whatever, say we don't move calmly, never (No)
This for my niggas trapped in cells like salmonella
Look, I could do this shit with no effort
No pressure, no gimmick shit, no radio records
Just textbook rhyme style with the raw texture
Punchlines, right hooks, now that's a trifecta
No more free lectures, I'm taxin' these niggas extra
This the Pro of all Eras, he's back in your sector
So, might be best to protect your neck (Ay)
Or profess your debt to the god, (Ay) he might bless ya
[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION & Joey Bada$$]
Murder these flows like I murder these ho ass niggas
Where the fuck is your energy, bro?
Make your nigga deepthroat a Desert Eagle
If he try me like a ho, pussy boy, that's on my soul
Make my flow shapeshift, cold expression like a facelift
At the publix with like eight grips if you talkin' all that ape shit
I'm not talkin' YMBAPE shit, but I'm bangin' on my chest, bitch
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Travelin' through the infinity, uh
You not that nigga, pretend to be, uh
All that bullshit do not get to me, uh
I am a spirit, an entity, uh
You just wan suck up my energy, uh
I am the realest since Kennedy, uh
You pussy ass niggas fuckin' suck, you sound the same
I spit the pain, that's why these young niggas feel the same
They know I bang, I'll pull a fuckin' pistol out the Range and act insane
(And act insane)
(Yeah)
(And act in- and act in- and act in-)
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION, Joey Bada$$, Both & Kurt Cobain]
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more (Mm-mm)
I don't feel the pain no more (Hmm)
I gotta get it how I live, so I don't feel the pain no more (Yuh)
(Mm-mm)
I don't feel the pain no (Ay, ay)
[Bridge: Kurt Cobain]
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom
[Verse 3: Kurt Cobain with Krist Novoselic]
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
And I say
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means, and I say, yeah
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION, Joey Bada$$ & Both]
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
So I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, so I don't feel the pain no more (Yuh)
I don't feel the pain (Ay) no, more (Ay)
Yeah
P. Soul on the track
Yeah
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$ & XXXTENTACION]
I'm as real as they come, they feel it, get numb
You think you got a little buzz, so now you can't get stung?
I keep a razor blade tucked on me, under my tongue
Don't let me have to tell these niggas about the city I'm from
It's Brooklyn, be the home of the hardest ever (Yeah)
Where them niggas don't aim, they just palm Berettas (Bang)
And bomb whatever, say we don't move calmly, never (No)
This for my niggas trapped in cells like salmonella
Look, I could do this shit with no effort
No pressure, no gimmick shit, no radio records
Just textbook rhyme style with the raw texture
Punchlines, right hooks, now that's a trifecta
No more free lectures, I'm taxin' these niggas extra
This the Pro of all Eras, he's back in your sector
So, might be best to protect your neck (Ay)
Or profess your debt to the god, (Ay) he might bless ya
[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION & Joey Bada$$]
Murder these flows like I murder these ho ass niggas
Where the fuck is your energy, bro?
Make your nigga deepthroat a Desert Eagle
If he try me like a ho, pussy boy, that's on my soul
Make my flow shapeshift, cold expression like a facelift
At the publix with like eight grips if you talkin' all that ape shit
I'm not talkin' YMBAPE shit, but I'm bangin' on my chest, bitch
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Travelin' through the infinity, uh
You not that nigga, pretend to be, uh
All that bullshit do not get to me, uh
I am a spirit, an entity, uh
You just wan suck up my energy, uh
I am the realest since Kennedy, uh
You pussy ass niggas fuckin' suck, you sound the same
I spit the pain, that's why these young niggas feel the same
They know I bang, I'll pull a fuckin' pistol out the Range and act insane
(And act insane)
(Yeah)
(And act in- and act in- and act in-)
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION, Joey Bada$$, Both & Kurt Cobain]
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more (Mm-mm)
I don't feel the pain no more (Hmm)
I gotta get it how I live, so I don't feel the pain no more (Yuh)
(Mm-mm)
I don't feel the pain no (Ay, ay)
[Bridge: Kurt Cobain]
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom
[Verse 3: Kurt Cobain with Krist Novoselic]
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
And I say
He's the one who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means, and I say, yeah
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION, Joey Bada$$ & Both]
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
So I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, so I don't feel the pain no more (Yuh)
I don't feel the pain (Ay) no, more (Ay)