Puppet Man - Joshua Burnell: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Puppet Man

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Contemporary Country

Puppet Man è stato pubblicato il 3 maggio 2021 da Misted Valley Records come parte dell'album Puppet Man - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumPuppet Man - Single

Data di uscita3 maggio 2021

EtichettaMisted Valley Records

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM102

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Joshua Burnell

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Joshua Burnell

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Joshua Burnell

Producer

Testi

I got my Folgers in my cup so I feel real good

Uh, and I'm up to no good

Folgers in my cup so I'm feeling really good

I don't need no cream 'cause you know I'm feeling good

I'm feeling myself, got a little bit of money

Age is twenty, plus a little bit of seven

Couple more days, that's a lyrical fact, I'm up in lyrical heaven

And I'm really just like a duck when

I quack and I'm floatin' on the water

Feel so, so sick I need a doctor

'Cause you know I got a son, number one is what I'm lookin' at

Over here and you know I have it front, no crooked cap

But I'm really off the top and you know

It's comin' big with the bite size

I really like to go into that driveway

Where I go and get some fries and I put it in my face

I'm talkin' mouth, crazy like a mouse when I'm runnin' like Jerry

Don't got no time but it's spinnin' like it's hairy

When I'm ridin' 'round on that one thing crook

You already know 'cause you know I take my pick

Pegasus, the playlist, analyst, they cannot go handle this

Light it like a candlestick, probably the Bic is gettin' real hotter

Droppin' it down like it's drop of water

When I'm floatin' it, shit's like a rock, got it skippin'

Dunk like my name was Blake Griffin

Get to swishin' when I hit that neck

And you already know 'cause it's like a fishnet

On the back of her toes to the back of her knees

Goin' real fast when I'm shootin' that three

That's why they call me Wet Willie, gettin' real, real silly

Got a grandma named Dilly, outside it's really chilly

I know that they feel me, just like Philadelphia

Coming with the eagle, drop it like a seagull, shit like a beagle

I'm a dog and you know it comes with the teeth full

It's like beef, I be a beast

Monster Energy Drink, I probably hit it right in the pink

I make it stink and then I look like Tink, no bell

Yeah, I really did go to jail for fifteen days

So I really don't wanna brag

I'm chillin' with Prodigal and you know I'm really with my dad

Get 'em glad like the black bag, yeah

And I have it like the backpack

I eat Sour Pack and don't forget about Skittles

That's a shoutout, and I play it like a riddle

And there ain't no doubt, I make 'em lookin' like a dog

When it gets real sad 'cause you know it's probably gon' pout

I run my route like a wide receiver

Keep goin' really fast and I ain't no cheater

I heard a lot of talk but I bet it's cheaper

You know I be out at night and it ain't no sleeper

I be creepin', Puerto Rican, sleepin' like never

Had a homie named Trevor, the last name Parker

Lookin' like Ferris and you know I am a starter

It ain't fair if they compare us

Yo, you already know I'm gon' rip that flow

Lookin' like the ocean that just keeps on goin'

Movin' like a Puerto Rican, she get to freakin'

I'm chillin' up on the weekend, it's almost Monday

But we chillin' on Sunday, no vanilla

Drop another shot like my name was Carmelo

And it ain't no thang like it playin' with the L-O

I be goin' fast, make 'em laugh like Elmo

Stuck on your head like Velcro

On a mission to heaven so guaranteed I say, "Hell no"

Up and down like the Dow Jones

And I talk about givin' her a bone, she is a dog

You already know I prayin' to God

I be leapin' like Kermit, he's a frog

You ain't even movin' like a Sherman

Got it movin' and you know I keep learnin'

Gassed when I burn, court is adjourned

You know I had to burn

That's my kid

That's my kid, you know

That's my kid

I'ma hit Skid Row in the chin

Givin' a fuck what I put in

It's a lyrical intelligence

Comin' with a little bit of what's relevant

Believe, I'm not fifty cents

I'm the whole goddamn buck

Bustin' a nut, givin' a fuck

To these motherfuckers driven by luck, you know

I'm gonna come with whatever's up to win this battle

Spiritual warfare and I'm not in Seattle

E-U-G-E-N-E

Lookin' mighty mighty fuckin' dark to me

I bet I'm in the park to see

After dark, forty-four, no forty-three

Doesn't really fuckin' matter to me

What I'm doin' is comin' bigger, better

And I'm a veteran to see and be, excuse me

I don't need no floozy, choosy

When it comes to who I be spendin' my days with

They ain't the greatest but they the best

And that's the way it is, I wear a vest

And my heart's on the outside of it, I guess

And I'm lovin' my brothers, lovin' everybody

That isn't them undercovers

And everybody that isn't these four different agencies

All these agencies that's tryna be up on me

And they're crazy, they need to be

Come and light the match

Put Oregon on the map

Hey John, you wanna get on there?

Do the math, put my nuts in your lap

Been rhymin' since I started formulation words

I been rhymin' since God created the Earth

Rhymin' the worm before the date of birth

I been rappin' since the origin and makin' beats

I been rappin' up the party since they took the streets

I been rappin' before anyone say I'm a beast

I was rhymin' before throughout the history of rap

Ridin' lyrically in class, especially history and math

Spittin' to Orville Wilson when he ripped the slit to see the glass

Rappin' down the cliff of Moses when he split the sea in half

Ridin' 'til the whole page was borderin' red and nice

When grandpa was there old age, flirted and dead twice

Spittin' bad when bad Roy made you learn to accept Christ

I was rappin' when OJ murdered his ex-wife

Rappin' to Madonna when her song were played in different actions

To Osama when the soldier cut up twice into coffins

To your mama when she sucked my balls and made her sick and nauseous

To Obama when he was inaugurated in office

When the Americans went in war, to Rome

Rappin' Arthur before he pulled the sword from the stone

Fuck that up and get to war in Rome, we, uh

To Obama when he was inaugurated in office when

The dominicans sent a war against the Rome

Rappin' to the Arthur before he pulled the sword from the stone

Rhymin' when the great Mona Lisa was shown by Da Vinci

Rappin' to Clinton while he was gettin' blown by Lewinsky

Sword in the stone, sword in the stone

Sword in the stone, sword in the stone

Make your mama moan, then I got my bone

What you know about him on the microphone?

This beat's about to end right now

Written by: Joshua Burnell

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