
Rainy Day Bump Freestyle ISSBROKIE
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[Intro]
Yo my name is "BROKIE"
I'm fresh out the pussy with a new EP you should go listen to it
[Verse]
The way the rain trickles down from my gutter on a stormy day
Reminds me of the way you like to know you sooth in my dismay
As I doodle pictures as to fight the boredom out my brain
I always think of you and every bit of boredom is replaced
With just your face, honestly you're like a fuckin' superhero
When you rest your head upon my lap my sadness drops to zero
I swear to god you're like if smooth jazz was a person
[Interlude]
I don't know where to go with that
[Verse]
Back to some shit 'bout havin' no guap
I'm broken so I'll go walk
I fell over the curbs and cup a noodle upon my stove top
Lets go dawg, cookin' me a tasty ass treat
Got a wife beater on and some socks on my feet
Know I'm chillin, I'm just rappin' 'bout all of this dumb shit
Fun shit, I don't gotta rap about guns, whips
Puts a bad taste in my mouth like school lunches
And I'm just hittin' yall with all these rainy day bumps bitch
Yo my name is "BROKIE"
I'm fresh out the pussy with a new EP you should go listen to it
[Verse]
The way the rain trickles down from my gutter on a stormy day
Reminds me of the way you like to know you sooth in my dismay
As I doodle pictures as to fight the boredom out my brain
I always think of you and every bit of boredom is replaced
With just your face, honestly you're like a fuckin' superhero
When you rest your head upon my lap my sadness drops to zero
I swear to god you're like if smooth jazz was a person
[Interlude]
I don't know where to go with that
[Verse]
Back to some shit 'bout havin' no guap
I'm broken so I'll go walk
I fell over the curbs and cup a noodle upon my stove top
Lets go dawg, cookin' me a tasty ass treat
Got a wife beater on and some socks on my feet
Know I'm chillin, I'm just rappin' 'bout all of this dumb shit
Fun shit, I don't gotta rap about guns, whips
Puts a bad taste in my mouth like school lunches
And I'm just hittin' yall with all these rainy day bumps bitch
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