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Bonds Eye
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bonds Eye was released on May 14, 2018 by Candy Gang as a part of the album 2013
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Album2013
Release DateMay 14, 2018
LabelCandy Gang
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harris Rudman
Harris Rudman
Songwriter
Brian Lentz
Brian Lentz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Watching Twin Peaks with 6 freaks
Bout to give a backwards speech
Take a bite out the jelly donut
I stopped swerving and started running over them rodents
You bogus as the POTUS
Check my modus operandi
I smoke the bonsai
Be very careful got the Barry Bonds eye
Threw a penny in the Allegheny River
Then made a wish that I could get the dadas with the spinners
My bitch always tryna choke me when we fuck
She killed me or I guess that we broke up
There's plenty freaky fishies in the sushi bar
I saw em swimming on Riverside Boulevard
Pull the car out the driveway and be careful not to scrape to bumper
They'll hate me when I make it, Christian Laettner jumper
I aim and dump ya, got the Raymond Felton legal team
And the marijuana looking like promethazine
Let it lean out the window of the automobile
I spell my name out in smoke and evoke an ominous feel
I order gin and tonic and chill
Then put my dogs on you like Cruella de Vil
Eating edibles, hanging with my dad
That's the fucking homie we just finished Breaking Bad
I try to insulate with my confidants
You genetically modify ambience
I came with the gravitas
Address me in Latin tongue
First the weed take my heart
Then it kidnap my lung
Turnt to the maximum
Sipping sangria while eating tapas
Hallucinating while slapping the Mamas and the Papas
I'm like Michael Dukakis got the caucus on my cock it's not as complicated as you hating motherfuckers thought
I water my roses, I measure my doses
Split the cigarillo like that fellow Moses
Playing NBA live with Melo on the cover
I'm dunking on you then yelling out you should warn a brother
Fuck the racist ass criminal justice trash
Hiding behind that badge, we never left the past
So fuck what the future hold, kill me in utero
Me and Malik Sealy in heaven running pick n rolls
I leave a defender pigeon toed
Play you ‘till I break you Tom Thibodeau
Written by: Brian Lentz, Harris Rudman
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