Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Young Buck Knife, artist - Gizmo.
Date of issue: 31.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Young Buck Knife |
In the tree stand, call me Young Buck Knife |
With the birds, when there is barely sunlight |
If you want come kill me, do it, cause it’s fuck life |
Put a nail in my coffin, make sure it’s shut tight |
I can come back any minute, and grab the nail and I’m killin' you with it |
You didn’t hear a single thing, not a cricket |
Gonna go get a shovel and a rope, and dig it with the body and a hole and fill |
it up then dismiss it |
Life is a game to me, it be lookin' sunny but it rained on me |
Everybody else is fuckin' lame to me, all this shit I hear seem to make me angry |
Life is a book on me, and I’m in a story that I shouldn’t be |
Detrude the people, they screaming, they couldn’t breath |
All the leaders just look and leave |
Fuck the police, it’s been fuck the Government |
Break down my cleats, and I’ll stomp until they sufferin' |
Permanent injuries, you ain’t recoverin' |
Silent their speakin', just muttering and stuttering' |
Fuck the police, it’s been fuck the Government |
Break down my cleats, and I’ll stomp until they sufferin' |
Permanent injuries, you ain’t recoverin' |
Silent their speakin', just muttering and stuttering' |
Smokin' out of a baggy, you’ve never seen |
Everything that I smoke is an exotic, like it came out of a submarine |
Rappers bein' controlled by their labels like they is figurines |
And make em' wear the dumbest shit I’ve ever this ain’t Halloween |
Came outta' the woods, I never needed help |
Comin' out your own damn house, lookin' hella passed out |
Never gave a fuck about anyone in a nutshell |
You is a easy farewell, you is a easy go to hell |
No sip, but I’m vicious |
I sleep with the fishes |
That bitch is like a genie, I rub on her vase and she do what I wishes |
These rappers are all repetitious, the life they live are fictitious |
I’m hot n' guttin' and I’m dressed as the deer I ate for dinner, delicious |
In the tree stand, call me Young Buck Knife |
With the birds, when there is barely sunlight |
If you want come kill me, do it, cause it’s fuck life |
Put a nail in my coffin, make sure it’s shut tight |
In the tree stand, call me Young Buck Knife |
With the birds, when there is barely sunlight |
If you want come kill me, do it, cause it’s fuck life |
Put a nail in my coffin, make sure it’s shut tight |