Buck 50

Album cover art for "Buck 50" by Show Me the Body

Show Me the Body - Rock, USA

Buck 50

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Bugs always eat at my home I get done with these slugs and they come for my dome Easy to sleep in the cold I get ready for time to come take it's toll Highway taking me home The teller is everyone in my life I've ever known Looking back, I turn to stone In looking glass, finding north Salt and bones [Chorus] I'm coming up fast Guess I'm showing up last Asphalt coming up ash That'll get you slashed Box cutter in both socks, it's stashed Buck 50 your ass No love in the heart of the city, I laugh Temperament like a car crash Seeing that smokе, no smoke, that's gas Future becomеs the past Don't need to be but they like it like that [Verse 2] And it shows Hoping when we get together, can't keep it composed See there's a new breed of foe Steeped in the bullshit hate seeds, seeds that you sow Steel on my fingers, steel on my toes Seen metal in steel go inferno Steel on my fingers and steel on my toes Road ain't my friend but it feels like home [Chorus] Coming up fast Asphalt coming up ash Think that I'm coming up last That'll get you slashed Box cutter in both socks, it's stashed Buck 50 your ass No love in the heart of the city, I laugh Temperament like a car crash Seeing that smoke, no smoke, that's gas Future becomes the past Don't need to be but they like it like that [Outro] Future becomes the past Don't need to be but they like it like that Future becomes the past Don't need to be but they like it like that They like it like that

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Credits

Writers
  • Julian Cashwan Pratt
  • Harlan Steed