Creepy Pasta Lyrics – Loopy
Singer: Loopy
Title: Creepy Pasta
Hot as heaven cold as hell Ugliano three four sons
Call me chuck don′t give a f#ck
My story made of gold not made of Bronze
I see the light I’m fighting on
I′m running out of sh#t to write
Caio Duilio battleship seen both worlds
I’m Heaven sent I found my voice
I let it ring my mind is free and so am I
I chant my rhymes cuz I believe war it isn’t even needed
Look at me I′m even Steven got three seasons I don′t bluff
Call me Shia from Lebouf need my Alan n#gg#s witty
Got big dreams I’m from the city not Chicago from the Ville
All about them burbs and girls what you heard its absurd
Im that n#gg# using verbs
Strap it up not my dad my dick big not first class
I′m just tryna pass this class and then I’ll fly and tap that #ss
Arizona that′s my home it’s meant to be I′m feeling free
When I cry I think of me and what I used to be
I broke some hearts and burnt some bridges
Hate myself so I be scheming for a future with me in it
Cuz my life is more important than I’ll ever know
Just like babe ruth I wear the number three upon my chest
Cuz’ I′m the best within my craft
I catch these flows like I change clothes
Im all about myself
Legends never die my life is mine and ever lasting
So I′m finna keep on blasting what is right not what’s wrong
When I sing this song I think of me and what I′m tryna be
Within these lyrics are a piece of me
I wanna see just what I am the same inside out
Im just tryna figure out how the f#ck
I’m coming out this shell of mine
Im a f#cking ninja turtle only I don′t got no squirtle
n#gg# i’m a f#cking god no facade
I seen it in my dreams and I believe its meant to be
I write these raps to free my brain from all of my catastrophes
b#tch I′m tryna be my savior finna let my sh#t shine
Call me f#cking herobrine i’ll see you in your dreams tonight
Creeping all up in that pasta n#gg# im a master of this rhyming sh#t
Call me creepy pasta I’m a paster from the past nah I ain′t a f#cking father
But I might go tell my mother maybe he′s my little brother
Lil n#gg# always crying bout some other world sh#t
Think im finna spit and get a deal with me and only me
I’m my own f#cking boss think I′m finna eat for free feeling like a million bucks
f#ck is up with all these checks give me bread I want my money
Coming hard just like salami n#gg# I don’t cry for mommy
I′m my own f#cking Daddy with a knack for tats think im finna stick with that
f#ck that write raps finna sound like busta rhymes with my ADHD #ss
Finna run up in the club throwing dubs
With my sons finna run the f#cking world
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