Running through the city and I’m looking like GameStop
Turned my facedox to a namedrop
You are now listening to the Buum mixtape, imma make your brain pop
Took the redpill, took the bluepill - took the whole medicine cabi-naught

Keeping it loose, we do not force the shit (No)
Settling in Catan - got the resources, bitch
Send ‘em to Source Engine (send ‘em to Gary)
We the rootless and the Or-a-phened
I got a church and an organist
Out for blood - they’ll never spot all our dorsel fins
They can’t ignore the shit (no)
Our form is ‘phor’m, a-less’
That is a bark to bite that I was born to bit (roof roof - rah)
We get ‘em torn to bits, I am so bored of them (they’re boring)
Turn ‘em to ornaments - Deo, Deo, Deo
You wanna be so Im-poor-ti-tant
Sign up for an Online E-Course, ya bitch
Yea - nice contortion; nice new proportions (wow)
We keep it smooth, you little coarse bitch

My SoundCloud precipitating LiveLeak violence all up on your phone
Lately I haven’t even been trying to go and atone
Nobody ever seems to get my jokes even when I walk around with a Rudolph all on my nose
Fingers are getting these scars from finding all-of-a-these diamonds all up in the rough (up in the rough)
Girl isn’t really that whimsical - she got the fairydust all out her trust fund
We take a preset and make it feel custom
I’m gonna bust a move (yeah)
My culture a costume

Running through the city and I’m looking like GameStop
Turned my facedox to a namedrop
You are now listening to the Buum mixtape, imma make your brain pop
Took the redpill, took the bluepill, took the whole medicine cabi-naught

I fuck with their head like Zimbardo
Dang nabbit - don’t give a darn, bro
Invader Zim tee, LL bean cargo
Lowkey, this kid Buum is hard tho
They say they’re 'bout it
Beep beep beep - boop boop boop
Does not compute
I am not Jim Jones, I am not Jim Rohn - I’m Jimmy Neutron
Jimmy Timmy Power Hour, we got a cinematic universe (stay after the credits)
Gigachad, Gigachad
Baby, I’m down bad
Let’s go and get the shit
Let’s get the bag

GameStop

Music Video ► https://youtu.be/nYmDhMkiMZM

Picture-frame frame memory - moments of the past
We compare, we contrast - then we move passed
Move slow - living our dreams and our hopes
Who we be, what we do - what we make dough
Who are you, who am I - I can't go and check
I can't check a photograph - I can't check a photograph
I can't graph on a photograph
Last become first, first become last
Last become first, first become last
Oh, you came in first - how sad
Ha Ha - What a funny joke
Hold up, let me talk
Make a meme of mementos - Diet Coke, Mentos those
Gave me your two cents twice, plus a little more
Gave you your nickel back when I took the photograph
Gave you your nickel back when I took the photograph
Photograph - UH

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Nickelback

this shit is lonely

PBCARTI / TREDD - ARM&LEG _HAYDENTECH'D.mp3

alexandria mix

El Amor Es.

Relax - JohnE

Chillin on the westside

V4Ns W4Rp3D T0uR '05

Did you know dementors fly around inside of me
Tryna take my golden tickets to the lottery
I made my mega millions making pottery
My patronus keep up with the joneses
Yeah, it’s Harry Potter 3
I think my intuition lie to me
I try not to think about it, honestly
Couldn’t trust my gut or heart or anything
Mixing up homunculus, that mini-me

*Expecto Patronum!*

Now I drizzle on the swagger like it’s caramel corn
I fluid flow thru gender, I do not perform
But my crazy little baby, she still give me storms
She love me, she love me not, the flower torn

So cringey, I’m on the fringe of me
No more putting magnets on the fridge of me
I try not to be my enemy
I don't wanna be a head up on a centipede
So cringey, I’m on the fringe of me
No more putting magnets on the fridge of me
I try not to be my enemy
I don't wanna be a head up on a centipede

Look, talk and walk like I came up in a model home
Now I'm all alone
Skip, duck, and dodge all the demons that are all around
On my phone - ahh!
I make ‘em wince should they ever even try to catch a glimpse
Me and shawty burning, free-falling up in hindenberg blimp
Oh, the humanity!
I need water like manatees, but my comfort's in insanity
Life’s just blurring in haze
Lifelines burning away
Cowboy killers not burning the same
It’s no use herding the sheep
I’m third floor, tripping off colors and shapes

So cringey, I’m on the fringe of me
No more putting magnets on the fridge of me
I try not to be my enemy
I don't wanna be a head up on a centipede
So cringey, I’m on the fringe of me
No more putting magnets on the fridge of me
I try not to be my enemy
I don't wanna be a head up on a centipede

I'm so cringey
I'm so cringey (huh huh huh)
I'm on the fringe
I'm on the fringe, the fringedy fringe
So cringey
I'm on the fridge of me
I'm so cringe, I'm all on the fringe
Cringe, i'm all on the fringe
I'm on the fringe of me
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah

Vocals by 2017buum & 2021buum
Produced by 2017buum
Mastered by 2021buum

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Fringe

(48, 48, 48, 48)
48 laws to my pouting
I can't discuss it around them
(48, 48, 48, 48)
(48, 48, 48, 48)

I'm at the top of this, I'm at the tippity top of the obelisk, yeah
Mogging the shit
My school got shot up, I'm David Hogg of this shit
Talking the shit
Making these mini mz mouses wanna go ball up their fist
Taking the demons right out of their body and put ‘em in hogs
And I watch all the hogs go and run off a cliff
I'm Clifford, the biggest and reddest dog of the shit
Since I got ruined, I been Tikal with the shit
The super-est Sonic of this
The root and the tonic of this
I'm not nostalgic for shit
The fuck would I want from that shit
(the fuck would i want from that shit?)

Ominous colors, under the stairs in the cupboard, stuck in the covers
We all in the trenches, we duck and we cover, peak out the shudders
They Oedipus, they wanna fuck on their mothers
I wanna fuck on their mothers
This what no pussy does to a motherfucker, corrupted my brothers
Bank account look like some angelic numbers
Team on my back and I'm over-encumbered
I don’t feel safe in the place that I slumber
Pop a 1UP like a plumber, so psychoactive
I wanna fuck her, she wanna be active
I’m getting reactive
She act like my dick a distraction
She want the Hollywood action
I am not that kind of actor, I've got some Lynchian Swagger

(48, 48, 48, 48)
48 laws to my pouting, I can't discuss it around them
(48, 48, 48, 48)
(48, 48, 48, 48)
48 laws to my pouting, I can't discuss it around them
(48, 48, 48, 48)

I canceled the culture
I think that I’m woke
I think that I’m woke
I know these bitches a joke
You on the side of the mountain, you think you the G.O.A.T
I’m facing the music, I’m making a mote
I don't like fucking her face and her throat

Baby, I'm sensitive
Baby, I'm Realm Representative
I took back the colors like gelatin
I drop the bass like it’s double rainbow
I'm doing the most
Produce this shit on my own
It's The Truman Show and I'm riding the boat
The drip has got her submerged and she's drowning
48 laws to my pouting

(48, 48, 48, 48)
(48, 48, 48, 48)
Putting cat ears on a baddie
Putting cat ears on myself 'cause I am not zaddy
48 laws to my pouting, I can't discuss it around them
(48, 48, 48, 48)
(48, 48, 48, 48)

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