Computer Murders (Remix) - Mello Buckzz

He was in the forest looking to see the trees But none were there He found a girl She found the Erlking (the lover) They were in the white wood Gamboling out to picnic In the light leaves broke above Then fell below I was in the middle ground Looking to find the flowers in the garden Wearying of the hate me, hate me not Wait. they forgot Woe, oh, the rot Deeper in they crept Oblivious of the bears and darker terrors Or none were there How did they dare? I was in the middle ground Looking to find the fountain of infinite mirror Tree falling, no one would hear Shadow of nobody there Murders of murderers living in fear of it Owls on the night watch Solemn and easily wise to what we thought They thought above Sound broke below They were in the black wood Coveting indiscreetly her for him Or him for her Shown what they were I was in the middle ground Looking to find the fountain of infinite mirror Tree falling, no one would hear Shadow of nobody there Murders of murderers living in fear of it I was in the clearing Buzzing around to hearing But the bees and birds who knew the words Soon arrived the twilight Finally the night and day remembered How they came to be All for nothing at all All for nothing at all With something to do I was in the forest looking to see the trees But none were there

Aye, Jacob, turn me up real quick I'm finna tweak out in this bitch real quick But these all facts though, no cap (Chew Chew) Blasian ass ain't want no smoke She ducked her shit when I pulled up I put vv on her shit and choked her ass up like a duck I beat Juicy baby mama and she like 30, washed up Reginta mad I took her nigga and beat her ass in front of him See, if that bitch don't like me, gotta be some reason 'Cause I'm turnt But, that do that don't mean that I won't beat yo' ass Or put you on no shirt What's in my rap, I don't do no bap I bet these facts gon' have 'em hurt I told them hoes I'll make 'em viral And I don't gotta do no work I got my blick, I'll pull up, hop out, boom Better not act like you want smoke This bitch gon' tweak and act a fool Tryna diss, we fill his ass up with hot shit, he think he cool I feel like Jenga with my switch, I'll wet a bitch up like a pool Face the pussy, I face the blunt Bitches pussy, ain't takin' nothin' I got locked up in the airport, goddamn, forgot the guns In the head, I keep me one What she said, I get a pop Caught her down bad on the block And her ass got milly rocked This a Glock, not a prop What's a opp? Bitch, stop You a flop, get a job Turned a backend to a stop Turn a subtweet into a blitz Say mine, spin hits Heard ya album, that ain't it Who you foolin', I ain't even flinch One-hit who? I'll do it again 1800 come get your man Catch a jet, just to catch a tan Pop shit, do my perky dance Perc' dick, give it to me now He gon' make me have my first child He gon' make me pop up at the house Singin' on the mic like it's Rolling Loud I got my blick, I'll pull up, hop out, boom You can hit the road Jack, if you don't like my attitude Bitch, I'm ratchet and I'm rude He got m's and I do too This a big Birkin bag, y'all still rockin' Neverfull, tuh I got my blick, pull up, hop out, boom Better not act like you want smoke This bitch gon' tweak and act a fool Tryna diss, we fill his ass up with hot shit, he think he cool I feel like Jenga with my switch, I'll wet a bitch up like a pool, go