The Break Room

Lyrics
Banging as the subs bounce Preparing like the cub scouts The wildfire was doused A leader in the clubhouse You know I got gusto Always have, if you must know The empire strikes then I strike back Why? Because I got it like that Pulling up from three and I give you the pump fake Valiant glory. Retaliatory drum breaks Off in the distance, I thought I heard somebody murmur Brought em into focus and now they're screaming bloody murder Kids calling for an encore Two-fisted like John Ford I'm so fly, concord And I welcome you on board From day one, I ran the show Sophisticated with the fisticuffs, they couldn't land a blow 30 years and counting. On the mountaintop, I stand alone Every year at Christmas time, Beverly D'Angelo Devastate y'all, devastate y'all, devastate y'all Devastate y'all, devastate y'all, devastate y'all One for the treble, no rebel alliance And so I'm swinging the battle axe at devils and giants Always working every angle and all levels of science Now a moment of silence… Time is running out, it's getting late and dark Target on my back. Call me Caitlin Clark Rated VG minus, bought a ruined grail Face is turning blue, waiting to inhale Signal from the brain, panic from the heart Studying applied magic for the arts Ask me what I think, I'll take a drastic stance Adidas yellow stripe blue gymnastics pants with stirrups The dig produced a major yield [Burrup!] My style holds a strange appeal [Burrup!] But I'm like Rodney Dangerfield [Burrup!] Oddly enough I'm never buying vinyl records with the speckle splatter While I'm hitting home runs to the upper deck, you heckle batters Revenge is in the fridge, I'll serve it on a metal platter Say the shit you're making matters but I call it fecal matter I love this beat, I'll probably take it to prom Kid, you shouldn't play with fire when I'm making a bomb Head the opposite direction for the sake of your mom I strike with surgical precision like Jacob deGrom
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Credits
- Writers
- Buck 65