Burnin’ Up the Canvas歌词-Your Boy for Life

Burnin’ Up the Canvas歌词由Your Boy for Life演唱，出自专辑《New Yerr City》，下面是《Burnin’ Up the Canvas》完整版歌词！

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Your Boy for Life

"Burnin' Up the Canvas"

OH YOU DONE ****ED UP NOW!

That's it, it's over now

SIR YERR SEASON HAS RETURNED!

[Verse 1

Yo, Let's get right to the facts, if you know me go "yerrr, where you at?"

You don't know me, better get you a map and then holla back god

Catch me on the boulevard, reppin' Queens

Mad hard in some fitted jeans spittin' 16's

I'm nasty ass wicked

I'll punch a hole in your stomach, rip out your gallbladder and play hackey-sack with it

**** a paralytic

I lift a wheelchair up and throw it at you with your ****ing grandfather in it

Viciously I'm physically able to split

Your body in perfect symmetry, if you mention me

Thinking you the hottest?

You'd stand a better chance beating Kirstie Alley in a Hot Dog Eating Contest

Yo, you think you can spit?

I beat the ****ing **** out of you with a piece of your rib

Repeatedly over your chest til it's wide open

Then I blow weed in your lungs to test for second-hand smoking

[Hook

Dip in the brush and make a dot (what you got, huh?)

Painted a vision up in the spot (yo where you at god?)

Set it to flames, and let it rot (why's that, huh?)

Now pick up the pieces, what do you got?

I be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas, go!

[Verse 2

****ing with my new flow

Barry Bonds a mother****er out to Pluto

The type of **** I get myself in, wouldn't you know?

I think about it every time I **** a new hoe

Wait! When I walk up in the spot mother****ers give me dap and love

When I walk up in the club they like what's up?

When I go, give a pound, gotta big crowd all around

Spit a flow, do a round, and you know it's going down

No doubt, now what the hell you talking about?

Heavy in a Chevy I'm burning up the Pirelli's

Come out and show me what you all about

Battle at the cemetery where the mother****ers get buried, *****

[Hook

Dip in the brush and make a dot (what you got, huh?)

Painted a vision up in the spot (yo where you at god?)

Set it to flames, and let it rot (why's that, huh?)

Now pick up the pieces, what do you got?

I be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas, go!

[Verse 3

Never thought I'd be here, never thought I'd see clear

Let me hear that bullshit, spit it in my ear, one time-one time

And it be so hard, so hard but no complaining

Maintaining the wake and bake, what you believe in is fake

I'm a 5'11, 155 pound heavyweight

Vanilla Silverback gorilla ape on this mixtape

I'll battle anywhere

And beat the **** out of you in front of your daughter, ********* on her teddy bear

You wanna bring the drama?

You're better off snapping a photo of a Yeti sodomizing a Chupacabra

I'm a boss, yes

And I live my life like the numbers 2 and 3 in Spanish cause I dos tres (don't stress)

I be on 71st Continental in a rental

Puffing governmental, playing heavy metal

Plain to see I'm doing my thang b

Gang be Q-Crew and I'm the man G

[Hook

Dip in the brush and make a dot (what you got, huh?)

Painted a vision up in the spot (yo where you at god?)

Set it to flames, and let it rot (why's that, huh?)

Now pick up the pieces, what do you got?

I be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas

Be like, woah, woah, burnin' up the canvas, go!