Lyrical Breakdown of Hey Kids (Bumaye) [feat. Danny Brown] - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Hey, hey k-

Hey kids!

(This is so crazy!)

Say hello to the masters, on behalf of the classless masses

We showed up, ski masks, picks, and axes to murder asses

Lift up our glasses and watch your palaces burn to ashes

Fucking fascists, who the fuck are you to give fifty lashes

All cause I'm motivated, stimulated, never smoking simulated happy and burning hashes

Killer, killer, dealing with him like he's a squealer

Get 'em, got 'em, shout 'em, and flipped the matress

Woo! I'm the man bitch, got big ideas, got plans to rob

Any Rothschild living, Bill Gates and the ghost of Jobs

Yeah I said it, I meant it, I ain't flinchin, Marshawn Lynchin' it

Run through a motherfucker's face like ig'nant, isn't it

Domain eminent, we the preeminant

Villainous willingness, spitting this ready raw rap shit rhyme ridiculous

Enemy grave he digging it, then we piss in it

Us go to hell, we been in it, gettin' it, yeah

Bumaye

Aye, aye kids

I'm the fucking tits, I hold no regard for no fucking myth, hey

I lived half my life to give half my cash to these half man imps

They got half a heart, they give half a fuck, they got half the guns

I got half an hour, I'll burn half a pound and I have to run

Killers of the earth get scared

You do not get one word

You do not live for the heard

Even you living's absurd, better off kicked to the curb

That is my word

Back in the Berenstein timeline zip, no wins for the kid oh shit I got curved

In the Berenstain riff, I'm a Biff, so sick when the clock is lit, the whip swerve

It's like nothin' not broke, can't stand the scope in the booth

I disrobe like pederast pope on a play-date

Better call may day, baby I'll spray, I'm an AK

They flayed and plated, I'm serving dead meat fame to table

Cain to Able, death's apprentice

Run the Jewels'll make last breaths Brexit

Bumaye

Word architect, when I arch the tech, I'll part ya' neck

Got bars on deck, that Xanax flow, make you nod your head

Like a gram of blow, you inject

My words infect like insects havin' incest, I'm in check, like pay day on a Thursday and it's Wednesday

I'm sensei, you bouquet, you menstruate

That's pussy all on your template, we skate, skate on 'em twenty-eight

Get pearl tongue like every day, so I run them jewels in every state

I kill a mic with Killer Mike, roll el's out a p with El-P

My self-esteem on king, got head so big no crown can't fit me

No bitch on my ding-a-ling when she ride on it she wet like a jet-ski

Please be alarmed, be warned

Give up that charm or get harmed

Watch, too or your time gone, and the rings or your life pawned and we gone

You made my eardrums bleed and I will pinch you