Deficit, Bizarre - FAN lyrics

[Deficit, Bizarre - FAN lyrics]

I’m a starving artist, starving literally
They said I was wack
They wouldn’t consider me
They wouldn’t take Bizarre serious
Platinum rapper,  I must be delirious
Went to New York with, nowhere to stay
5 dollars to my name, I had to kneel and pray
I said "Lord please,  help me cry a river
If I don’t get no money
Then i’ma rob a nigga gunshots

Wait, who’s he? Never seen him before
Yeah I know it had to jam
My fucking foot in the door
Hope my achilles can heal
I’ve got some tending to do (Get it?)
Ah fuck it get the crutches need
To step in the booth, cos I
Can’t wait any longer need to
Let off some steam
If I keep waiting for the hunger
They’ll be no food to eat
So get me a plate it’d be great
If you could pass me the meat
Don’t wanna waste it cos the steaks
Are highest they’ve ever been!
Never ever would’a guessed that I’d
Be up on this beat
It’s funny to me and I can
See you’re run off your feet
It must be exhausting constantly
Watching me succeed
My God I fucking love it sit
Your ass in the front seat i must be
Getting on your nerves but I’m comfy
So I’m not going anywhere, fetch us a blunt
Me and Biz got some lunch coming
Gonna be some feast
If you’re lucky I might let you get
The food out my front teeth

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