Locked up in a dungeon
Don't know how to function
Don't need that bunk shit
DUNGEONS & DRAGONS
I'm f*cked up when I swerve wagons
Red flaggin pant saggin
From the west side when I go banging
Depression obsession that new world ordepression
Can't catch me bitch I'm on ice
Got that drip that I'll make you white
Got that grip and I kill on site ya
Yall don't wanna make me right
Take 2 beabs and I take a little flight
Take 2 beabs and I take a little flight
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
My dungeon, my retreat when I'm ragin
Playin D&D with my demons and Satan
Plannin B&Es, so I keep on makin
G after g cuz I need a vacation
F*ck your deity, dont believe that he made shit
I don't see no peace, and we all live in cages
Middle finger up to the sheep and the snake bitches
See you envy me when I reach the top and get paid millions!
I raise chickens
All you rappers my sons, see I got great vision
And I'm patiently waiting
For the day when I be the chief bf of Taylor Swift
Antagonist, should I keep on braggin
Or do ya'll like me better as a sad shameful bitch
(ring ring) Hey Bugs, it's Satan again
I need you back in hell so come pay me a visit
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
I'm f*cked up in a dungeon and wondering
Why I am spinnin, why I can't function
I'm stumbling, I drop to my knees
And I'm nothing, what did I take I swear I'm not drunk man
I don't even drink, what do you think, where am I at, close to the brink
I'm bout to get up and find myself
I'm lost in a way I can't find some help
I'm stuck and I'm mumbling, why am I crumbling
I don't even know, I'm breathing like I'm running STOP
Gotta get back to reality, it's a technicality, but I'm getting mad at me
Why, I got me in my sight, I'm like, am I gonna die, I fly, when I'm slipping by
I don't feel right, but I know I gotta try, so I make, another attempt
Gotta get out, no I'm not content, with the place I'm at, so I have to lift
Myself up out of the pavement
I'm not staying right here, I'm bout to lose control, don't know what to do
But I gotta figure out, where I gotta go, I'm running out of room
I'm running out of time, did I meet my doom, or am I being consumed
By the demons deep within, am I gonna lose or am I gonna win
Gotta keep on goin, keep on rolling and I'm swinging til I fight my way out
Bugs Nasty - Dungeon (feat. HALO WIT & Abstraktius Artimus) Lyrics
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Locked up in a dungeon
Don't know how to function
Don't need that bunk shit
DUNGEONS & DRAGONS
I'm f*cked up when I swerve wagons
Red flaggin pant saggin
From the west side when I go banging
Depression obsession that new world ordepression
Can't catch me bitch I'm on ice
Got that drip that I'll make you white
Got that grip and I kill on site ya
Yall don't wanna make me right
Take 2 beabs and I take a little flight
Take 2 beabs and I take a little flight
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
My dungeon, my retreat when I'm ragin
Playin D&D with my demons and Satan
Plannin B&Es, so I keep on makin
G after g cuz I need a vacation
F*ck your deity, dont believe that he made shit
I don't see no peace, and we all live in cages
Middle finger up to the sheep and the snake bitches
See you envy me when I reach the top and get paid millions!
I raise chickens
All you rappers my sons, see I got great vision
And I'm patiently waiting
For the day when I be the chief bf of Taylor Swift
Antagonist, should I keep on braggin
Or do ya'll like me better as a sad shameful bitch
(ring ring) Hey Bugs, it's Satan again
I need you back in hell so come pay me a visit
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
I'm f*cked up in a dungeon and wondering
Why I am spinnin, why I can't function
I'm stumbling, I drop to my knees
And I'm nothing, what did I take I swear I'm not drunk man
I don't even drink, what do you think, where am I at, close to the brink
I'm bout to get up and find myself
I'm lost in a way I can't find some help
I'm stuck and I'm mumbling, why am I crumbling
I don't even know, I'm breathing like I'm running STOP
Gotta get back to reality, it's a technicality, but I'm getting mad at me
Why, I got me in my sight, I'm like, am I gonna die, I fly, when I'm slipping by
I don't feel right, but I know I gotta try, so I make, another attempt
Gotta get out, no I'm not content, with the place I'm at, so I have to lift
Myself up out of the pavement
I'm not staying right here, I'm bout to lose control, don't know what to do
But I gotta figure out, where I gotta go, I'm running out of room
I'm running out of time, did I meet my doom, or am I being consumed
By the demons deep within, am I gonna lose or am I gonna win
Gotta keep on goin, keep on rolling and I'm swinging til I fight my way out
Don't know how to function
Don't need that bunk shit
DUNGEONS & DRAGONS
I'm f*cked up when I swerve wagons
Red flaggin pant saggin
From the west side when I go banging
Depression obsession that new world ordepression
Can't catch me bitch I'm on ice
Got that drip that I'll make you white
Got that grip and I kill on site ya
Yall don't wanna make me right
Take 2 beabs and I take a little flight
Take 2 beabs and I take a little flight
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
My dungeon, my retreat when I'm ragin
Playin D&D with my demons and Satan
Plannin B&Es, so I keep on makin
G after g cuz I need a vacation
F*ck your deity, dont believe that he made shit
I don't see no peace, and we all live in cages
Middle finger up to the sheep and the snake bitches
See you envy me when I reach the top and get paid millions!
I raise chickens
All you rappers my sons, see I got great vision
And I'm patiently waiting
For the day when I be the chief bf of Taylor Swift
Antagonist, should I keep on braggin
Or do ya'll like me better as a sad shameful bitch
(ring ring) Hey Bugs, it's Satan again
I need you back in hell so come pay me a visit
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
F*cked up in a dungeon
I'm f*cked up in a dungeon and wondering
Why I am spinnin, why I can't function
I'm stumbling, I drop to my knees
And I'm nothing, what did I take I swear I'm not drunk man
I don't even drink, what do you think, where am I at, close to the brink
I'm bout to get up and find myself
I'm lost in a way I can't find some help
I'm stuck and I'm mumbling, why am I crumbling
I don't even know, I'm breathing like I'm running STOP
Gotta get back to reality, it's a technicality, but I'm getting mad at me
Why, I got me in my sight, I'm like, am I gonna die, I fly, when I'm slipping by
I don't feel right, but I know I gotta try, so I make, another attempt
Gotta get out, no I'm not content, with the place I'm at, so I have to lift
Myself up out of the pavement
I'm not staying right here, I'm bout to lose control, don't know what to do
But I gotta figure out, where I gotta go, I'm running out of room
I'm running out of time, did I meet my doom, or am I being consumed
By the demons deep within, am I gonna lose or am I gonna win
Gotta keep on goin, keep on rolling and I'm swinging til I fight my way out
Writer: Chad Allen
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