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The Page
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Page was released on March 12, 2021 by Rebel Writer Records as a part of the album The Page - Single
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Release DateMarch 12, 2021
LabelRebel Writer Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B40
B40
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B40
B40
Lyrics

Lyrics

Man the time is now
At the bottom of a hole
Now I'm climbing out
Man I've been a bad boy
Come and tie me down
You better use a strait jacket
Because I am out of my
Mother fuckin mind right now
In a dark tunnel, tryna find the light right now
And if I died right now
In my grave, I would climb right out
With a bottle of some vodka
And a lime right now like
Yea them shots are on me
If you aint fuckin with me, then you a commy
You was talking all that bull shit and now you Ghandi
Goin for headshots like Im killin a zombie
Tryna stall me, stop me
Gonna get knocked out like Rocky
Really not cocky
But the sauce be dropping
When I'm wobbling
All fucked up off the bottle, I be gobbling toppling
And that's really what we gonna do
Runnin up to you with a jug of rum and a funnel tube
Wondering to myself what I’m gonna do
With this fucked up world that we livin in, what's it comin to?
Shooting someone over nothin like it’s fun to you?
Being evil? And mean to people?
Being deceitful? And never peaceful?
Murtaugh mother fuckers tryna be lethal
Chill
And I know that you can see that
I'm so sick you need a z-pak
Comin at me with negativity and imma leave that
In the back cause I don't need that
And I’m sorry ma but I ain't fuckin with no clean rap
But I'm the man and you raised me to be that
And it took a long time for me to see that
But now I see that it's time for me to clean rap up
Damn like I spilled
Goin in, goin in, goin for the kill
Rollin in, bowlin in, throwin em through the sill
Yea cause you know the Rebel Writers too real
Damn right
And now you know it’s a fact
Hard work gonna put us on the map
And them crowds they be clapping like a gat
And now they begging us to come back
So we run it back
FUCK OUT MY FACE
BITCH I BE COMIN IM BRINGING A PAGE
THAT I DONE TORE OUT MY JOURNAL IT’S RAGE
READING THE WHOLE THING, I’LL LEVEL THE PLACE
FUCK OUT MY FACE, FUCK OUT MY FACE
BITCH I BE COMIN IM BRINGING A PAGE
THAT I DONE TORE OUT MY JOURNAL IT’S RAGE
READING THE WHOLE THING, I’LL LEVEL THE PLACE
And we just keep on keeping on
I don't think you realize who you sleeping on
The name B40, yea bitch the heat is on
Blunts fat lookin like a reggae wrap from bingamohns (RIP)
Blowin dro and I’m chokin but I'm still Jonsin like Osmosis
Wax got me coughing and sweating, like I’m smokin on tuberculosis
I'll be your huckleberry like Doc Holiday
Now your mind racin and you can’t think or concentrate
I'm surgical with this shit, it’s time to operate
Every beat I hear I get the heavy urge to dominate
Tied up, stressed out?
Light up, bless down
High up, get down
And I ain't gonna wait to get it
I’m gonna get it right now
I always wonder why I come like that
Mother fucker better run right back
To the porch back home
‘Cause you a pup like that
Take your whole mixtape to the dump like trash
Like uh
Yea bitch I’m sorry
But you cannot come to our party
You just not slaughtering
Or as hot as you thought you were bitch
You just a chump and a slump and a thotty
Nobody give a mother fuck
Zayy got you roasted like a duck
Saying some shit bout your butt
Like how it’s flat in the back like in the front
All jokes aside though
Hell no, you can't ride hoe
Don't you know I gotta wife tho?
And I ain't gonna fuck up my life so
I’m sayin I ain’t got no hoes no more
Like Kris Kringle with no vocal chords
I go so hard, then I go some more
And I tote those bags, like ya local store
And it's been a long time since I've been off of a bottle
40 be gettin a little bit too much outta hand off that whiskey throttle
FUCK OUT MY FACE
BITCH I BE COMIN IM BRINGING A PAGE
THAT I DONE TORE OUT MY JOURNAL IT’S RAGE
READING THE WHOLE THING, I’LL LEVEL THE PLACE
FUCK OUT MY FACE, FUCK OUT MY FACE
BITCH I BE COMIN IM BRINGING A PAGE
THAT I DONE TORE OUT MY JOURNAL IT’S RAGE
READING THE WHOLE THING, I’LL LEVEL THE PLACE
Written by: B40
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