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BERRIED ALIVE | BLOOD ORANGE
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Berried Alive
Berried Alive
Performer
Charles Caswell
Charles Caswell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Caswell
Charles Caswell
Songwriter

Lyrics

Oh my God, what in the fuck is happening? Haters all claim my shit is sped up (Ah ah ah ah) They be blaming me like it's my fault they suck But It's not Haters just crying because I'm stacking them bucks (Wa wa wa wa) I showed all the zeroes my zeroes, they left in a hearse Then sold one of my heroes Berried Alive merch Haters all claim my shit is sped up (Ah ah ah ah) They be blaming me like it's my fault they suck But It's not Haters just crying because I'm stacking them bucks (Wa wa wa wa) Beat to a pulp black bandana I'm out with my gun Act like a banana Get treated like one If you fuck with a berry You're gonna get picked I don't give a fuck if you don't like me 'Cause you're a bitch So go sit down, shut the fuck up I'm calling out pussies and lighting 'em up Keep taking til I break into your place Call me a fake til you're shot in the face Violence was the answer to my nightmares Silence was the answer to my prayers Sirens breaking ear drums as your worlds unfolding Took your life, didn't leave a spare Haters all claim my shit is sped up (Ah ah ah ah) They be blaming me like it's my fault they suck But It's not Haters just crying because I'm stacking them bucks (Wa wa wa wa) I showed all the zeroes my zeroes, they left in a hearse Then sold one of my heroes Berried Alive merch Haters all claim my shit is sped up (Ah ah ah ah) They be blaming me like it's my fault they suck But It's not Haters just crying because I'm stacking them bucks (Wa wa wa wa) Beat to a pulp black bandana I'm out with my gun Act like a banana Get treated like one If you fuck with a berry You're gonna get slashed I don't give a fuck if you don't like me 'Cause you're just trash So go sit down, shut the fuck up I'm calling out pussies and lighting 'em up Keep talking til I break into your home I promise no one will discover your bones Violence was the answer to my nightmares Silence was the answer to my prayers Sirens breaking ear drums as your world unfolding Took your life, didn't leave a spare The shade you threw me It just never goes away All that shit wasn't even true Before you go accusing I wish we could trade our place Then you'd know I hate me too, yeah I hate me too The shade you threw me It just never goes away All that shit wasn't even true Before you go accusing I wish we could trade our place Then you'd know I hate me too, yeah I hate me too The shade you threw me It just never goes away All that shit wasn't even true Before you go accusing I wish we could trade our place Then you'd know I hate me too, yeah I hate me too The trouble is If you're not self reliant You'll never do anymore than just get by (Just get by, just get by)
Writer(s): Robert Charles Caswell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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