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Kid Bookie - Stuck in My Ways (Official Video) ft. Corey Taylor
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Bookie
Kid Bookie
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Migliore
Andrew Migliore
Songwriter
Matthew Cullen
Matthew Cullen
Songwriter
Zach Jones
Zach Jones
Songwriter

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I've been stuck in my ways (Ways) Feelin' like I'm gonna explode I'm already on the verge of clutching a gauge? (Gauge) Bullet with your name on it, or my name Just depends how I feel on the day (Day) All this bullshit I'm just seein' stuck (Yeah) I just wanna be away (I don't even wanna be around you) (To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you) (See you sittin' with a bitch, that's sick) (Fat pussy, nice tits, suck a good dick) I just wanna be away (You puff your big weed, your shit bamboo) (The type of flow make a brotha go koo koo) (A l'il man can't do what I can do) (I'm the big dog 'round here) I just wanna be away 666, Misfits Sick of this shit, cryptic Even big tips, any sick prick Thinkin' that he's gonna click-click For my clique bitch then you need to think big When you get an inkling tell me what the fuck you wanna do I'm sittin' here, just thinkin' that I'm gonna bother you But a lot I've changed 'til you can't stop it no more I'm just gonna be cookin' up this crack (Gimme the recipe then) Every single days a fuckin' struggle, hustle, bustle On these motherfucking streets I bust on someone, cry the one I'm bustin'? Over to your shoes, and you can't move I'm losing faith again, forsaken them Mercedes is still a makin' 'em look alien I lost all my pain in 'em, they make 'em open up their cranium A stadium of energy cannot hold me on titanium Come mill these fiends and seize the common Meaning and fuckin' change again? What the hell have I be, wait Hundred percent of the effort I'm givin' is real Livin' is sinnin' is truly beginnin' to fail Syllable killers, I call on my witness, it only gets sicker That's hip from this slip from this robe is really required is minimal skill Ahead of my time, I'm tellin' you boy You pivot whenever delivering everything guys Except for the reason I get for surviving Incredible legends are giving me life The minute I finish, the minute she give me She love me, so give us a critical hit list I'm feeling so brilliant I'm really pop-friendly I simply was spittin' these lines I've been stuck in my ways (Ways) Feelin' like I'm gonna explode Am I really on the verge of clutching a gauge? (Gauge) Bullet with your name on it, or my name Just depends how I feel on the day (Day) All this bullshit I'm just seein' stuck (Yeah) I just wanna be away (I don't even wanna be around you) (To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you) (See you sittin' with a bitch, that's sick) (Fat pussy, nice tits, suck a good dick) I just wanna be away (You puff your big weed, your shit bamboo) (The type of flow make a brotha go koo koo) (A l'il man can't do what I can do) (I'm the big dog 'round here) I just wanna be away Pushin' from the pressure from the showers Feelin' like a minute but I'm goin' on for hours Then I get, I know I gotta use (Wait) Runnin' the curve, runnin' the world, doesn't even mean Running away, never the same, circle back to me One of the ingrates has landed None of your minds have expanded Never the gang is disbanded Who of you taken redhanded? I just wanna be away, away from the eyes that judge me The ears that assume, the mouths that won't shut up You're losin' focus, you broke us, you know you can't give up Pick out your part but it's pointless And now it won't add up, fuck! What do you want? What is it you really need? Is it enough? Taking enough, just let it bleed Like a broken record does, total like we're movin' on It's only repetition now It's only repetition now It's only repetition now Jesus Christ, gimme a buck, dee on duck I just wanna move Who says the devil can't smile? Who wants to sleep for a while? Who loves the feeling of denial? Who couldn't see it for a mile? Who was afraid of the draw? Who says the devil can't smile? I've been stuck in my ways (Ways) Feelin' like I'm gonna explode I'm already on the verge of clutching a gauge? (Gauge) Bullet with your name on it, or my name Just depends how I feel on the day (Day) All this bullshit I'm just seein' stuck (I don't even wanna be around you) (To tell the truth, you little shit, I can't stand you) (See you sittin' with a bitch, that's sick) (Fat pussy, nice tits) (Suck a good dick) I just wanna be away (You puff your big weed, your shit bamboo) (The type of flow make a brotha go koo koo) (A l'il man can't do what I can do) (I'm the big dog 'round here) I just wanna be away I just wanna be away I just wanna be away I just wanna be away
Writer(s): Tyronne Hill, Lewis Cullen, Christie Blaine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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