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bullpen ft. Fleetwood DeVille [prod. inkline]

from macro by Nerves Baddington

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lyrics

“the main thing he kept impressing upon me was how, when he would listen to this group’s music, it was more than just being amped or psyched up. it actually altered his behavior, altered his thoughts and he became brainwashed and mesmerized (yea that dog seen its day) how the music made him do it.”

hook
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
when i make a play run it at my own pace
boy i’m never in a hurry unless it’s money on the way
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
make my own way don’t need a boss in my face
yeah that dog don’t hunt
boy that dog seen its day

inkline
muddy spikes on the mound couple heaters in the bullpen / necks on swivel heads bout to do a full spin / sick of never getting back what i put in / where do sheep go when wolves win / snake skin pillow case to stuff wool in / lamb shanks giving thanks from the pulpit / road map of hell stay riddled with push pins / where the hell this kush been said my burning bush friend / (hmm) ok i’m talking to a shrub tho / tryna see how deep the cut go what the fuck bro /
some’ll go from buttering toast to cutting your throat / used to chase bread together now you stuck in a loaf / no shortcuts always take the ruggedest road / charmed by succubi that be sucking my soul / sometimes pretty people make the ugliest hosts / sometimes ugly people make the loveliest ghosts

hook
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
when i make a play run it at my own pace
boy i’m never in a hurry unless it’s money on the way
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
make my own way don’t need a boss in my face
yeah that dog don’t hunt
boy that dog seen its day

bridge
yea let’s gooo
going up the mountain like let’s go
come around corner like let’s go
zero to a hundred like c’mon let’s go
coming down the mountain like let’s go
come around the corner like let’s go
pssh i don’t even wanna fight
fuck it let’s go
i’ma zero to a hundred like c’mon

fleetwood
three-eye zonin
askin God for a wise dome
to stay fruitful
quadruple offa trichomes
at the perfect intersection
of da weed and coffee
my journal wit the blessings
keep the demons off me
steppin out this jumpsuit
back into my street fit
CO talkin big shit
tryna keep me in the pit
I'm finna press the line
and the gas pedal
I’m Bruce Leroy
on the last level;
whether build or destroy,
I just can't settle
I seen flesh take form
in the valley of bones
Granny game got a greater grip
now that I'm grown
death ain't nothin 
but a technicality, homes...

hook
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
when i make a play run it at my own pace
boy i’m never in a hurry unless it’s money on the way
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
make my own way don’t need a boss in my face
yeah that dog don’t hunt
boy that dog seen its day
you don’t ever have to heed a single word that i say
never been the type to even worry anyway
when i make a play run it at my own pace
boy i’m never in a hurry unless it’s money on the way
you don’t ever have to heed a single word muhfucker
never been the type to even worry muhfucker
make my own way don’t need a boss in my face
yeah that dog don’t hunt
boy that dog seen its day

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from macro, released February 22, 2022

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