Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bear Hands, artist - Ouija Macc. Album song Gutterwater, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Bear Hands |
| Ay bitch ay |
| Hol up hol up hol up |
| (Wassup girl?) |
| (what the fucc you mean?) |
| You don’t even wanna know how my days been |
| On the hunt for them they tried to keep me caged in |
| Ran through the woods, No destination |
| In a timber something happened |
| I do not remember |
| All I know I grabed my shawty accidentally killed her |
| I tried to change my shirt and ripped it I dont get it uh |
| Brain fidget uhh |
| Bear hands swinging uhh |
| Limbs ripped, Guts drip |
| Can’t fucc with it uhh |
| I am dizzy every fuccin' body round me dripping |
| Moshpittin' and this condition so unforgiving |
| Why is it that when I kill someone I tear them limb from limb I’m tripping |
| Bloody blur my vision |
| I need my prescription |
| Gotta get it |
| Tore through the pharmacy |
| Shouting the alarm on me |
| Cops getting called on me |
| Nonstop slaugthering |
| Everyone in here is dead its okay got the quantity |
| Found a hound dog too and got a lot of lean remembering that |
| Yeah I killed him and I did that with my bear hands |
| Step up in this motherfucca with my Bear hands |
| Flexing on yo clique I kill em' with my bare hands |
| I ain’t talking bout my hands homie I got Bears hands |
| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands |
| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands |
| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands |
| Flexing on yo clique I kill em' with my bare hands |
| In the aforementioned woods I was running scared |
| Stopped dead in my traccs when I seen a Bear |
| He ain’t move not a wink he just fuccin' stared |
| I was in a straightjacket so it wasn’t fuccing fair uh |
| When in his hair shit my pants right fuccin' there |
| I tried to book it he was quicker caught me by the river |
| Homie Yogi rushed me ripped my jacket straps I shuttered right |
| Then Shaggy came |
| Popped his fuccin' melon open |
| Twist, twist broke his paws at the fuccin wrist |
| Cut a tree in half with em' swoosh I can get used to this |
| Ran up in thie dope mans crib clawed up all his friends |
| Then I took around that bitch and found all his xans |
| Tried to roll a blunt with Bear hands, you understand |
| Few hallucinogens broke the bottle on the Juice and Gin |
| Blacced out fucked his girl clawed her bacc out |
| Woke up in the traphouse |
| Twenty throats slashed out uhh |
| Yeah I killed him and I did that with my bear hands |
| Step up in this motherfucca with my Bear hands |
| Flexing on yo clique I kill em' with my bare hands |
| I ain’t talking bout my hands homie I got Bears hands |
| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands |
| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands |
| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands |
| Flexing on yo clique I kill em' with my bare hands |