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letra de no belong - bukshot

[intro: bukshot]
i’m a weirdo
i don’t belong here

[verse 1: bukshot]
bald head, tattoos, work shirt, green shoes, freak show, bad news
can’t win, won’t lose
tell me why these people in this room are staring
maybe got ’em mad about the shirt i’m wearing
got my favorite rap group on my ball-cap
bought it from a record store on a fun map
watch your life back and forth like parkour
hate being broke and i love star wars
reminiscing and looking out the window
they mighta lost but i’m still about nintendo
still miss sat-rday cartoons, g.i. joe’s all over my room (my room)
being normal, never tried
and yes i cried when optimus diеd

[chorus: bukshot]
cause i’m a creep
i’m a weirdo
what the hеll am i doing here?
i don’t belong here
i don’t belong
[verse 2: bukshot]
stay broke, pay dues
how long?
no clue
stay lost, sing blues, all good, i’m cool
i’ma weirdo, what you think of that?
love 80s pop, love gangster rap
no j’s rock these seeds
dark shades, can’t see me
straight underground, no mainstream
blood on my hands, like to paint things
like storms, like halloween
hate hugs, but i love gathering
got comic books by stan lee
got a bunch of homies i consider family
know a bunch of freaks i consider family
know a bunch of creeps i consider family

[chorus: bukshot]
cause i’m a creep
i’m a weirdo
what the h-ll am i doing here?
i don’t belong here
i don’t belong

[verse 3: bukshot]
good times, bad moods, cheap clothes, great food
stay calm, get rude, real love, big feuds
watch scary movies all night long (night long)
hard-headed when i know i’m wrong (i’m wrong)
try to act right, still a knucklehead
i’ma keep it real, till the day i’m dead
bump rittz, bang jelly roll, love crucifix, that’s my homie yo
like clowns, love juggalos
dig misfits, yeah i’m one of those
made fans, lost thoughts
need a rock so i went and found god
like sp-ceships and everything alien
never stop cause i know i’m gonna fail again
[chorus: bukshot]
cause i’m a creep
i’m a weirdo
what the h-ll am i doing here?
i don’t belong here
i don’t belong

[bridge: thom yorke (radiohead)]
she’s running out the door
she’s running out
she run, run, run, run
run

[outro: bukshot]
i don’t belong here
what the h-ll am i doing here
i don’t belong here

- bukshot

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