Berried Alive - Fruit Punch

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I guess you wanna have a mother fuckin problem
I guess you wanna have a mother fuckin problem
I guess you wanna have a mother fuckin problem
I guess you wanna have a mother fuckin problem
You want a problem so let’s have some fun
Bitch, I got more guns than I’ll ever have fucking puns
So out of place, found yourself in real danger
Beat to a pulp by some (motha fuckin head bangers)
Call me a fake with your music so dull
A bat to your face makes a jam out your skull
You have no career cuz you’re just a fruit basket
I will dig you up, make a guitar out your casket
You know I’m crazy, crazy
You have no safety, safety
Just you wait til' I find you
I’m right behind you
And then you runaway
Fast as you can
Come get your punishment
If you’re a grown man
And then you run away after all the shit you say
I’ll make sure you never live another day
You know I’m crazy, crazy
You have no safety, safety
Just you wait til' I find you
I’m right behind you
And then you runaway
Fast as you can
Come get your punishment
If you’re a grown man
And then you run away after all the shit you say
I’ll make sure you never live another day
I’ll beat you to a fucking pulp
Pounded into the earth
I’ll beat you to a fucking pulp
Pounded into the earth
I’ll beat you to a fucking pulp
Pounded into the earth