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letra de bloom like - ollie kaufmann

telling merry little stories whisperin’
slip her in
telling mary little stories
as i exhale
flipping b-tches
flipping b-tches off
in my raps
finger l!cking good
teriyaki sauce
it’s a wrap
i’m the best and
west end
chilling staring ceilings till best friend
ringing door bell
i take a breath and
going out to play mom
don’t know what to say mom
you know i’m gonna smoke weed
but hopefully
say in song and sin in the washbin
my flow bendin backwards
sat curbs
staring at the black turf
the concrete
hot streets
football and then hockey
oakland and then sucky
sh-tty little suburbs
sh-tting in the summer in the suburbs bushes
kush is
alot better out here
and cheaper too
week or two
blew through fleet of few
backwood philly fat -ss blunts
got a hunch
ollie kaufmann is west coast clutch
of tunes make em bloom like
shrooms under moonlight
smooth with a cool write(right)
come fight
said whose gonna fight
known for breaking ground
sound making under ground
clowns shaking up down
hyphy
they see
bay be
aforementioned
half a mention
based god and swag out the ovaries
that bay type play type tag swining over me
he ain’t got no bars
just ghost riding cars
no scars that are deep like
new york type beats like
boom bap
but who that?
bay kid who do that
rhyming like move that out the way
i ain’t bringing back sh-t
i’m in my rocketship singing
walking as i’m leanin’
talking and i’m thinkin’
how i get my legion
all i got are lesions on the brain
i’m a sick mother f-cker
with a twister mind be
stick stiffs from the upper
hymen
stick stiffs in another brother
popping holes in rubbers
making babies no relation
and they hating cause i’m raping
but i’m clever with my sh-t b-tch

of tunes make em bloom like
shrooms under moonlight
smooth with a cool write(right)
come fight
said whose gonna fight

who the f-ck handed me the mic
jova son older one
and i see him in the sun
apparently i’m his son
turning water into
vodka
gotcha
sipping from the bottle as i waddle round hoddie on
shot ya
story so familiar doesn’t shock
chose to be a rapper not a doctor
cause they shootin point blank these days
so i’m retaliating point blank
for you pull the trigger f-ckin think
thanks
im that trippy little riddle kid
sipping on the clouds instead of riddiling
giggling and fiddiling around with sounds
i’m a music maker first
herse reverse parks behind the first verse
slay em
sweet curse saying
f-ck you on a park bench
heart lynched
years ago
here’s to folks forgotten
pray em
bow your head and say em
ollie kaufmann. cross em. k!ll em
on the cross and k!ll em
i will resurrect the feeling
of tunes make em bloom like
shrooms under moonlight
smooth with a cool write(right)
come fight
said whose gonna fight

of tunes make em bloom like
shrooms under moonlight
smooth with a cool write(right)
come fight
said whose gonna fight

- ollie kaufmann

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