A Lud's Tirade
by fridaypilot
Sorry I can't rap for shit lmfao Run the seed and bump yo weed and fell on knees And run the end, in front of friends If we don't win then pay your primes and mend your fence And we alright, them Endermen and big old rims And LA gold, if you ain't wrong, if you ain't gone you ain't home, you ain't them, you ain't them No more subs and no more dubs Your gold ain’t mint and got no wins, notice this Pour this shot, netherite, woe is he Bowl of rods, you ain’t him, beamin' up, clean as fuck Other side chill for runners, you makin' life look clear for runners Here for runners, tip top cliff for runners, this the vision side to side So get the picture, if we honest you gon' flop the nether Miss the rates now, it’s depressing See Lud might fail a seed, which seed? Get specific Got no shot, wrist is glistened, but your tech is shit And your, if it isn't, let's call some coaches and save your case And all your wrongs has caught a case Always dying from mobs from Far Away what can I say All your viewers like, "Calm down" Where’s bastion cause you need it, just can't find it like a dozen people You might cry tonight, you losing matches Get too tired to fight and died from falling Felt like a mob tonight, you lost your god tonight? Oh, sometimes you get so ahead of yourself Feel like you just runnin' in circles Keep holding onto your breath But keep trying you’ll get there Oh, and you get so ahead of yourself But you’ll make it out somehow Queue up another one, roll another one up and put it You might just be there now How many runs have you lost today? How many runs do you flop a day? How many routes do you run a day? How many know you can't walk away? Depending on the way you feel, you might kill everybody around you Might heal everybody around you, clutch the pearl throw It’ll be worth though, keep fighting trying and i know it’ll be worth though A bit of practice that shit be real tho. I’ll prime you up cause I know you’ll get gold Neth Bougies said you a bitch bro When you make it you’ll you said you said so But now he got one, you ridin' shotgun With a three-piece chicken dinner and shot gun You bring their win streak to an ending and pop one You in the deep end, boss man you on one And I believe your rank up is next run. And I believe that you will get shit done And I believe you earned my own Prime sub You gave enough, yo mans know you divide some I told yall, he the best coal since 25 Like that for a while now, he’s just fine Any man that disagree is a fuckin' liar My bad, do you see him he’s on fire Click on the wrong bed he gon die Might stay in the fortress for one week Spray paint all the walls and smoke weed Fuck them and fuck y'all and fuck me You proceed to the stronghold in proceeds To all the kids, the hood, the bricks, the books To fix the blocks we on to right my wrongs Man fuck the dragon my hands tired So ahead of yourself Feel like you just runnin' in circles Keep holding onto your breath But keep trying you’ll get there Oh, and you get so ahead of yourself But you’ll make it out somehow Queue up another one, roll another one up and put it You might just be there now Oh, you got two wins now, oh, just don't forget it You’ll love it for the moment, don’t get to complacent Shit ain't that important, haybales ain’t that different Grew with gapples on ya, feast on lava chicken Beat it down, you winning now, reorganize your pace So when you go home, you don't know what Feinberg gon' say Say it ain't love 'cause you got PB yesterday Thoughts was always cheap, cheap, cheap But now let's talk what you’ll be, be Lately you been comin', this ain't goin' how you wanted When I pull up at the nether, pigs come out, they hear that beep, beep, beep Faster than your PB please, closer than you momma can Anger when you rang up, you a dog so you gon go again Freak me out, keep me out, why they always leave you out Bourgeoisie just hating' just can't wait to see your PB now Don't you look like Infume and that Couri on that easy route Please be out, you won’t be late... wait