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STANDING TEN

STANDING TEN ft. FACE THE NATION (Beat Prod. by KVNG Dior)

GOODBYE¿

GOOD MORNING¿

*ion tradi$h*

This is Chicken Broth. Beats produced by “Jadescythe” on YouTube. Original vocals and lyrics. This is the first song I have made using Bandlab.


Lyrics: 

Yeah I’m making chicken broth man
That make yo shit talk yeah
Roll outta bed I said
Make you fucking take yo meds
But these kids don’t know I can treat ‘em - I can
Listen closely, sip this soup, you’ll be good
I’m the man

Yeah I’m the man
Bettey Crocker bake it
Runnin’ round these
Lyrics thinkin’ ima go make it

Cookin’ rhymes
Once or twice
Hit a lick
Dripped out ice

Munchin’ Oreos - we speakin’ for the black and white

You know
We speakin’ for the greater good, man
We don’t fake it

Dud’s out here breaking bank
Gambling ain’t gone rake it

When you been in the mud
Dirty bands you will take it

Take it, take it, take it, take it

How you gunna set the table yeah
Not even gettin’ this paper yeah
Iced out on the silverware
We heating this soup with care

Munch on my dick, you know we not gone take 
Fuck on bros, we promise you’ll have pay it 
Ready for the dessert, we’ll have bake it
With yo ass on the side
I hope that you don’t say shit
Cuz I’m a freeman, I say what I want
Bent backwards over kids listening to my songs
Long years I’ve been in the mud, doing it wrong
To this day I’m puttin’ it out, left it all gone

All gone, yeah gave it a toss
All gone, gone like chicken broth

Yeah I’m making chicken broth man
That make yo shit talk yeah
Roll outta bed I said
Make you fucking take yo meds
But these kids don’t know I can treat ‘em - I can
Listen closely, sip this soup, you’ll be good
I’m the man

Yeah I’m the man
Bettey Crocker bake it
Runnin’ round these
Lyrics thinkin’ ima go make it

Cookin’ rhymes
Once or twince
Hit a lick
Dripped out ice

Munchin’ Oreos - we speakin’ for the black and white

You know
We speakin’ for the greater good, man
We don’t fake it

Dud’s out here breaking bank
Gambling ain’t gone rake it

When you been in the mud
Dirty bands you will take them ‘em

Take ‘em, take ‘em, take ‘em, take ‘em

Alright, let’s run it back one more time

Yeah I’m making chicken broth man
That make yo shit talk yeah
Roll outta bed I said
Make you fucking take yo meds
But these kids don’t know I can treat ‘em - I can
Listen closely, sip this soup, you’ll be good
I’m the man

Yeah I’m the man
Bettey Crocker bake it
Runnin’ round these
Lyrics thinkin’ ima go make it

Cookin’ rhymes
Once or twice
Hit a lick
Dripped out ice

Munchin’ Oreos - we speakin’ for the black and white

You know
We speakin for the greater good, man
We don’t fake it

Dud’s out here breaking bank
Gambling ain’t gone rake it

When you been in the mud
Dirty bands you will take ‘em

Take ‘em, take ‘em, take ‘em, take ‘em

Like chicken broth
Made a spill, get a mop
Sip the soup, then we talk
Don’t diss what you not
Out here complaining on my dick 
How about you tell what I miss, throw a fit
For what you don’t know, making me wanna quit
Don’t talk shit if you ain’t heard it
I’ll shit on you, bro just take the damn hit
Take the hit, take the hit, take the hit, take the hit

Chicken Broth

What's that at night, she not the type to be alone,
Shawty wanna come home, maybe she live close dawg,
Maybe she not like the last hoe, almost in a coffin no joking,
Maybe she ain't got ran over, please don't take that as an insult,
What you really tryn do tonight, you seem like you got motion,
You just tryna go out, mmm
I ain't asking for none,
Not many times hitchhikers smile at guys like us,
And it's a mystery, 
I get it we creepy, 
Find out I'm just being me,
Oh you pulling out drugs bebe, 
Oh you too reckless to me,
Oh you a rebel too? too..too..too, I,
Nothing too new I,
Nothing really new I,
Nah Ion't really smoke I,
Fuck it, I'll get high,
You brought that on your own right?
No I'm not cop I'm driving,
What you sayin you down for?
I been up like 5-4, 
How you do this drive though?
How you do this, don't choke,
This a daily thing, I,
Go to work when most don't,
Late at night forget the world,
In my mind don't know what goes on,
Go ghost on everybody, don't talk to nobody for me,
Even when the people close, even when they need me most,
(Ayeee)
Why you do that to yourself boy? I like to be alone,
What you really tryn avoid? (tryna avoid)
I just can't take other people's stories,
With they faking pulling pages, (with they faking pulling pages)
An them letters they send home sound AI generated, (sound AI generated)
I don't give myself credit, 
Cause I don't know where my heads at, 
Cause I don't know where my heads at,
I don't give myself credit, (credit) where credits due,
If I was back in school what I be graded,
Prolly be failing I don't even know if I would make it,
Same shit, thinking this shit on a daily, daily basis































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