(Verse 1: Bruzo)
I was back up in the A
Back up in the day with my black fuckin babe
Stack of fuckin ye
She cut back up on the H
Got a sack on MLK
Lungs black while we laid
Able to crack up on the Caine
Brothers took the world then gave it up Scarface
I'm runnin track up on her legs
Lap for lap she lookin for the fuckin needle in the hay

(Hook: Bruceybrizzle)
Oh shit, just got a text from my old bitch
I'm like oh shit, you gon roll the blunt and ima smoke it
Oh shit, tryna get this money till I'm so rich
Got your girl screaming like she just saw a motherfucking ghost bitch

(Bridge: Bruzo)
Beetlejuice, beetlejuice, all I need is just weed and brew
Beetlejuice, beetlejuice, all I need is some weed and brew (x2)

(Verse 2: Bruzo)
Beetlejuice, beetlejuice
She alone with the ghosts nah bitch I see it too
I'm feelin you
Watcha feelin boo?
Killed the pussy while they watched now it's on the ceilin too
Real recognize real tru
I tapped my toes to the bap then went back to the booth
Back to the At with the L to my past
I was back in the lab still spittin with a loose tooth

(Hook)
(Bridge)

(Verse 3: Bruzo)
That block shit, they off it
But not since, they talked it
They cocked it, I watched it
But dropped it, in combat
Beetlejuice, beetlejuice
I'm alone with the ghosts of the game in a coup
Biggie wanted four doors needed room
Tryna leave these new schools in the ICU
Talkin bout the crack-caine in the rap game
And the black fame of these lames cause of that name
Land that they claim be they home in the day
But the Po's don't say they was on in the A
So we be rollin away
Down to the Ponce Pac rollin a J
Crownin me once now I'm on in the game
Now these hoes gon say I look alluring today

(Verse 4: Bruceybrizzle)
Bruceybrizzle in the building time for combat
Different city different living still we on that
Yeah, get the picture see the contrast
Signing signatures on million dollar contracts
But you're gonna wanna frame that paperwork
Cuz soon my autograph be more than the paper worth
Yeah I'ma get that money that's a bold claim
I want sax of the shit, Johnny Coltrane
Sachs of the money, yeah I'm talking Goldman
On Wall Street balls deep in the cocaine
These broads take it to the bank they got no shame
They ain't chicken giving noodle call that lo mein
Now my motherfucking roof gone I'm roofless
I move with my crew in the back of my Ac while I'm blasting my music
That new shit is banging, go stupid go apeshit
Errybody keep on saying Bruce is amazing
Like the NBA, never been afraid
When I'm stepping on the stage, you just getting in the way
We like Eminem and Jay, reminiscent Renegade 
I'm bout getting paid
I love all those presidents but Benjamin's my fave
I been busting raps ever since the seventh grade
I been spitting off the top now let me get it on the page
I been tryna blow up you can watch me detonate 
Now watch me detonate
Go hard till the grave that the bury me in
Won't stop until I'm Big and they compare me to him
But when I tell em they that I rap they just stare at my skin
Only Asian in the game bitch I'm Jeremy Lin 
Beetlejuice, beetlejuice 
In the Future Whip the Phantom through Atlanta speeding through
Beetlejuice beetlejuice
Take a hit now I'm ghost you a fraud we the truth


Beetlejuice

Mr. Dapper (Prod. Siegz)

813 - Crying Flute
Big Sean - Guap

Download: http://www115.zippyshare.com/v/cD6Js39f/file.html


Big Sean X 813

I wrote this about exactly where I am in my life right now. I give full credit to every producer for their instrumentals and I'm just trying to make some good music. Enjoy.

Pimps And Scholars

Joey Bada$$ Mask Off

Jack

MIXED & MASTERED by OZ

LYRICS

First things first, lemme get a verse
Lil baddie posted up, searchin' thru her purse
On the couch lookin' nervous, twirlin' her hair
Hands on the wheel but her mans ain't there
God damn, til I walk in
Groundwork puttin' off the strut that I send
If a skirt transcend limitations illustrating
Conversation from the basement, I'm just sayin...
Oooo, what's that in your hand?
Black juul pen, see u rip it, check my pants
I'm a fan, tell yuh I'm a fan, yes I am
From a glance on demand, this a stance that I have so
Please, may I have a drag?
Puff juul twice, cough one, hear a laugh
Glad; twas a reign that I had way back when
But I ain't here to talk about the past...

Can yuh make it come alive? Yeah
Said she'll make it come alive when
But, if we make it come alive
I swear to god that we cannot be silent
Damn, take some guidance from the pilot
Cause we flying, straying from the silence
Yeah, once we make it come alive

But first you gotta listen...
Do you know what lust is?
A function of dysfunction
Titty rubbin' turned early husbands
Birdies lovin', they just frontin' 
Out in public per discussion, honest fucking means
Open up, obsolete, butt naked, actin' free
Not a simple entity but the dimple that I see is pretty sweet
Just sayin'... it's the little things, little things
Turn a baddie to queen, knaw I mean?
But I ain't tryna preach, I ain't tryna preach, nah
I just wanna teach as a lesson to my needs
This a tension, top degree, diggin' right between my knees
HEY! Unless you tryna ride?
Said she'll cum alive if I dick it down right
God damn, wait, did I hear yuh right?
Said she'll come alive if I dick her down right...

So I make her come alive, yeah
Said I make her cum alive when
She feelin' Mr. Wooderson against her thigh
I guarantee that she ain't gon be quiet, nah
Take some guidance from the pilot
Don't be shy baby, go ahead & ride it
Than we'll make it come alive 
& we gon have ourselves a night, yeah

Jack

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