Bo Burnham

Bo Burnham - Apple Pi lyrics

rate me

Yo I don't got bros, don't hang on the streets

I don't beat my hos, I only beat my meat.

Don't womanize cause you no it's true

That when you look in thier eyes you see thier people too

Mother effin suffrage!

You know I'm a gangsta, you know I do coke,

But I had to go to diet, cause it burnt my throat.

I've been doin drive-bys all of my life,

Cept the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike.

3.14 apple pi,

I whip, clean it off, and stick it in her eye.

And by "it" I mean contact lense

3.14 apple pi,

I got rhymes and flows that make hitler cry.

George bush wont he just yell and rant

But he's a presidon't who ameriCANT

I spit gangsta hymns, cause I'm a gangsta straight,

I think of 20 inch rims when I masterbate.

We're gonna be late, there's no time to waste,

Cause the girls that I date, have a particular taste.

The taste of my weiner! (snap)

3.14 apple pi why was I born white no one quite knows why,

Gansgsta sell their rocks, I've got a collection

You couldnt get a rise out of a yeast infection.

I'm a lyrical heretic, but I'll make you laugh

Hit with you rhetoric, then I'll cut you in half.

Don't need to be a clown, I don't need to be nice,

How bout you sit down, and I serve you slice...

Of my 3.14 apple pi my voice is so smokey it'll make you high...

Heres a confession it's all about me,

Heres my impression of a broken jet ski.

Here come the puns.

All yo little thugs wanna mess me with me?

Know that I've been doin drugs since the age of 3.

I took my ceral, stabbed it open with a knife.

Snorted that shit and I got high on Life.

A guy asked me for change, saying my mind was too dense.

I said you wont make cents if you don't make sense.

Big finale...

You know I flow and show it, you know that bo know it,

You're lawn I'll mow it and grow it cause he's a sho' poet.

Yo my rims be spinning I winning, like adam I be sinning.

Potato skinnnin and knittin and separate those linens.

And in my eyes you see flies, and though you people tries

Just to disguise all your lies, but baby I be wise.

You know I did it and shit it you brothers couldnt hit it,

Then you try to ride it, too late! I already spit it.

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