My Name Bam-B
People say I'm crazy, I'm loony, I'm psycho
I like it
I got my *****t checked like Nike
Doctor said he'd never seen anything like me
Chances of recovery are nil to not likely
Boy so crazy make your baby mama look sane
Kicking thoughts around like he got a loose brain
I got a whiskey sour, sober
Until I fall down like it's mid-October
Young young Hova
Boy I say, for goodness sake
I'm in my prime like I'm standing on my dinner plate
You *****s innerspace cause you come up Martin Short
I'm so fly I don't need a right wing from Drudge Report
Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
My name Bam-B!
Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
My name Bam-B!
People say I'm angry
But if you're happy, you're crazy
I'm violent, so I've got a blue belt from Renzo Gracie
Read the news today, oh boy, some kids are dead
Pulled the covers over my head and went straight back to bed
Cause even my good days are generally bad
At my happiest, I'm just slightly less sad
And I get mad if you're glad to be alive
Cause I had a chance at a happy life
Good mom, good dad
Seriously trust me, you wouldn't wanna be me
The best days of my life involve leftovers and TV
I got almost no friends and I don't know how to handle this
Even the friends I do got are all moving to Los Angeles
Even I'm tired of my whining
Even I don't want no more of me
I whine more than a 3-year old multiplied by Morrisey
Every time I meet someone who wants to be my friend
The first thought that I have is,
"Yo what the ***** is wrong with them?"
I go through life with my fists up
But trust me my fists are all
Full of handfuls of Wellbutrin and Risperdal
I'm depressed y'all
Someone please help me (Please help me)
Seriously (Seriously right now)
Help
Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
My name Bam-B!
Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
My name Bam-B!
I'm good with the N
No not the Nina
Mean I'm good with the hammer so I'll fix your broke heater
And not your bro Keeter
I don't tote guns
I never had white so I never needed one
And the hood respect me, I rose from the ashes
They call me the phoenix in the clear rim glasses
They saw me work with all that work
Now I got my own enterprise, call me Kirk
And I'm born on an air force base, so I'm fly
Move out to Decatur, that's Atlanta's Bed-Stuy
I got that pink like *****
Got that ***** day and night so they call me Kid Cudi
*****!
Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
My name Bam-B!
Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
My name Bam-B!
My Name Bam-B LRC歌词
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[00:05.38]People say I'm crazy, I'm loony, I'm psycho
[00:14.52]I like it
[00:15.57]I got my *****t checked like Nike
[00:17.18]Doctor said he'd never seen anything like me
[00:19.99]Chances of recovery are nil to not likely
[00:22.98]Boy so crazy make your baby mama look sane
[00:26.04]Kicking thoughts around like he got a loose brain
[00:29.18]I got a whiskey sour, sober
[00:32.68]Until I fall down like it's mid-October
[00:34.52]Young young Hova
[00:36.18]Boy I say, for goodness sake
[00:37.97]I'm in my prime like I'm standing on my dinner plate
[00:40.77]You *****s innerspace cause you come up Martin Short
[00:43.71]I'm so fly I don't need a right wing from Drudge Report
[00:47.05]Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
[00:52.94]My name Bam-B!
[00:59.60]Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
[01:05.60]My name Bam-B!
[01:10.59]People say I'm angry
[01:11.25]But if you're happy, you're crazy
[01:12.75]I'm violent, so I've got a blue belt from Renzo Gracie
[01:15.79]Read the news today, oh boy, some kids are dead
[01:18.75]Pulled the covers over my head and went straight back to bed
[01:21.65]Cause even my good days are generally bad
[01:23.70]At my happiest, I'm just slightly less sad
[01:26.70]And I get mad if you're glad to be alive
[01:28.91]Cause I had a chance at a happy life
[01:31.50]Good mom, good dad
[01:32.81]Seriously trust me, you wouldn't wanna be me
[01:35.51]The best days of my life involve leftovers and TV
[01:38.71]I got almost no friends and I don't know how to handle this
[01:41.75]Even the friends I do got are all moving to Los Angeles
[01:44.80]Even I'm tired of my whining
[01:46.49]Even I don't want no more of me
[01:47.84]I whine more than a 3-year old multiplied by Morrisey
[01:50.54]Every time I meet someone who wants to be my friend
[01:53.15]The first thought that I have is,
[01:54.50]"Yo what the ***** is wrong with them?"
[01:56.10]I go through life with my fists up
[01:57.56]But trust me my fists are all
[01:59.57]Full of handfuls of Wellbutrin and Risperdal
[02:03.17]I'm depressed y'all
[02:04.47]Someone please help me (Please help me)
[02:06.37]Seriously (Seriously right now)
[02:07.63]Help
[02:09.12]Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
[02:17.20]My name Bam-B!
[02:21.91]Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
[02:28.30]My name Bam-B!
[02:32.33]I'm good with the N
[02:33.29]No not the Nina
[02:34.73]Mean I'm good with the hammer so I'll fix your broke heater
[02:37.69]And not your bro Keeter
[02:39.03]I don't tote guns
[02:40.78]I never had white so I never needed one
[02:43.43]And the hood respect me, I rose from the ashes
[02:46.20]They call me the phoenix in the clear rim glasses
[02:49.34]They saw me work with all that work
[02:52.35]Now I got my own enterprise, call me Kirk
[02:55.05]And I'm born on an air force base, so I'm fly
[02:58.40]Move out to Decatur, that's Atlanta's Bed-Stuy
[03:00.96]I got that pink like *****
[03:03.62]Got that ***** day and night so they call me Kid Cudi
[03:07.67]*****!
[03:10.45]Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
[03:14.83]My name Bam-B!
[03:19.63]Ah! Stay wildin' like me!
[03:25.92]My name Bam-B!
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