Smoke In My Lungs - Brandon.

You can't feel me boyyyy guess your Body numb Believe that shit ain nobody Dumb Too live to die like the song roddy Sung With all the smoke even inside my Lungs You can't feel me boyyyy guess your body numb Believe that shit ain nobody dumb Too live to die like the song roddy Sung With all the smoke even inside my Lung Three shots yeah I keep a hat trick on Me MVP with the black n white that's Patrick homie Killa from the Sea you could call it Shamu Split clips hit yah head and shoulders like it's shampoo Like spike make movies never been An actor Shooters put cheese on yah head Cause you Green Bay packing Solo acts nigga I don't do no back Singing Hold up let spare a line shit my trap Ringing Scarf gawd flow always keep the sack Jinking Bad bitch like an angel but she act Demon Like the kettle niggas pop a lotta shit Big forty on my Hip It drop a lotta hits I think they mad cause weeee upppp Niggas acting like bitches call em Madeaaaa Tyler perry Swear it could get hella scary Put that barrel in yah throat Give yah tooth to the tooth fairy You can't feel me boyyyy guess your Body numbbbbb Believe that shit ain nobody Dumbbbb Too live to die like the song roddy Sunggggg With all the smoke even inside my Lungggg You can't feel me boyyyy guess your Body numbbbbb Believe that shit ain nobody Dumbbbb Too live to die like the song roddy Sunggggg With all the smoke even inside my Lungggg

Like a scene from your favorite movie Lay in grass and talk about our lives Sweet nothing's in the moonlight Like you would take the next flight Move to the west side Lies to keep me right by your side You are the one With the stories Singing a song With no warning You are blowing smoke inside my heart And it feels like a window, bursting out Oh, the truth makes it hard to breathe You said that I went too far You were smoking in the car Your cheap cigarettes confusing my mind Blow your smoke in the sky I wonder what you'll lie to your next lover about me Looking back can be so dangerous And all the best moments were lies, oh no I thought you like what I like Living on the west side So obvious in hindsight Just missed a sign in the night You are the one With the stories Singing a song With no warning You are blowing smoke inside my heart And it feels like a window, bursting out Oh, the truth makes it hard to breathe You said that I went too far You were smoking in the car Your cheap cigarettes confusing my mind Blow your smoke in the sky I wonder what you'll lie to your next lover about me Ashes fallin' Don't you know we've seen it all Memories scattered Pick them up or leave them broke Why the fire started, let it go You are blowing smoke inside my heart And it feels like a window, bursting out Oh, the truth makes it hard to breathe You said that I went too far You were smoking in the car Your cheap cigarettes confusing my mind Blow your smoke in the sky I wonder what you'll lie to your next lover about me

There are few words in the song. They are all here: I get up, I get down Screws in my head make my head look down. Losing my head when I'm moving all around Their repetition is through the entire length, nothing else is added, Nothing is taken away. The clip of this dance music evolves little by little showing a young Man with hefty charisma for those who love seeing the fashionistas in The young people that follow the common 2010-ies faggotish fashion of Younglings. Reference: 'Screws In My Head' (Original Mix) by Black Light Smoke on Beatport I get up, I get down Screws in my head make my head look down. Losing my head when I'm moving all around

Hit town like a freight train runnin' Starin' at us like deer in the headlights Never thought you had another thing comin' Did the same damn thing to 'em last night Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Little gal in the skin tight britches Get up and get down to the front row Sure, hope your boyfriend ain't lookin' He won't get hurt by what he don't know He don't know that I know, and you know I got some plans for you, baby Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke, yeah Oh, yeah, uh-huh Come on, yeah Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now (Go now, go now, go now) Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Oh, watch 'em now

Thought it over and I've still got some questions And my lungs hurt From all the tension Cough it out So cold In the backseat, just me To hold It's alright I don't mind I'm not worried Are you? Isn't this something? Isn't this lonely, the way we breathe As our lungs fade I don't mind I'm not worried Are you? If you could hurt me then I'd let you But i'm not worried Are you? Starting over I'll take what i can get As always, i don't mind The cold is my friend She pushes away Just like me, i guess That's what i get

Say he wanna party like he's in the band Rock n roll espresso back pocket of his skinny pants Dirty vans untied Grind a couple rails like Nyjah If you testing to much product Better pay the tax or answer to the brand You can't really walk the walk cause you're new to the step That's why you trappin' in Edgwood Sneaky geeking and losing yourself Wanna be life of the party I think you tapped into the wrong game Stuck in traffic I think you swerving in the wrong lane Oh yea pulled up on his block and his mom got scared She said them boys wildin' Don't get lost in no smoke tonight Oh yea running up a check with the wrong team's bread She said them boys wildin' Don't get lost in no smoke tonight yea Pull up Lights out, Rover Hand the money over They said hand the money over Now you got em' fucked up yea When it's a war they coming straight for the door Wanted a penthouse facing the world Killas sitting with your girl Lights out, Rover Hand the money over They said hand the money over Now you got em' fucked up yea When it's a debt they coming straight for the neck They got the feds in they pockets Cause they keep they pockets on fed Oh yea pulled up on his block and his mom got scared She said them boys wildin' Don't get lost in no smoke tonight Oh yea running up a check with the wrong team's bread She said them boys wildin' Don't get lost in no smoke tonight yea