nestee - Blown

Album: Na$ty (2014)
Status: 1st single
Written by: nestee
Release date: 10/19/2013

[Intro]
What? I can’t hear you
What’s this crap?
Shut the fuck up!

[Verse 1]
Hey boy, are you talking to me again?
I didn’t hear what the fuck you said again, man
Better stop now, we don’t need another Kardashian
More like a girl, you’re fucked up as hell
Talking bullshit, right through a cow’s ass
Look around, you just did a whole mess
Get the fuck off, I’mma win this turn of chess
While you wanna be more, you look even less
Yes, you bother me, you make me wanna leave
But I stay just to show you were born to be meal
You feel like you make the rules, being the king
But I’m on the throne and you have to kneel
I feel the dumbness in the way you look
Your speech seems worse than the shit I just took
Even your brain’s ashamed because of being in you
Sorry dude, I can’t help it, I’m about to puke

[Chorus]
I’m talking to you bitch, do not wonder,
My eyes are right up here, not ten inches under
You wanna win
You wanna own
And you have been
But now you’re blown.



[Verse 2]
I’ll grow a dick just to put something in your mouth
A dick just to make you shut the fuck up, you out
Oh wait, you should go home before mama finds out
His little son prefers cocks and cries out loud
Seeing your face I don’t get why she’s so proud
Of you, she has to oust that blinding cloud
You nothing, you just a stepson of a bitch-wannabe
You’re exactly the opposite of that you wanna be
Never try to play with a flawless bitch like me
Cause you don’t know at all how cruel I can be
When your stupid words hit me, they don’t make pain
I hit back much harder, you’re trying to break me in vain
You don’t make sense, you should buy a brain
But the queue is too long, you have no chance to obtain
You have nothing while I can have everything, it’s insane
Do I really hear’em shouting my name?
Well, let’s pop some champagne.

[Chorus]
I’m talking to you bitch, do not wonder
My eyes are right up here, not ten inches under
You wanna win
You wanna own
And you have been
But now you’re blown.

[Bridge]
Boring game is what you’re playing
I make you the one who’s praying
Talking, slurring, now hushing,
Cause it’s just shit what you’re saying
Hush, hush, you ain’t a thing.

[Verse 3]
You’re such an awful pain in my perfect ass
But you can be blown away by an itty bitty gas
Before you leave, please fill up my glass
This game is mine, the next Kobe, I won’t pass
So let me go for the basket, let me shoot,
When I win this shit, you better scoot,
Cause then you’ll be my number one loot,
But wait, you can go, cause you’re less than a poop.

[Chorus]
I’m talking to you bitch, do not wonder,
My eyes are right up here, not ten inches under
You wanna win
You wanna own
And you have been
But now you’re blown.