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EarthBound Video (MV)




Performed By: JC Animus
Length: 2:16
Written by: Jaylen Cunningham




JC Animus - EarthBound Lyrics




F*ck a bag bitch I'm filling up a suitcase
Money counter double up upon my 2 chains
I'm her dad so I tell her what to do aye
I.K. Killers f*ck with us we'll shoot at you aye

It's all about the money and the power
I got no joy
Plastic, Tonka Toy
Childish out the trunk boy
No feelings like an Android
Bitch I'm paranoid
Shut up, shut the f*ck up
Im always annoyed

Calamity agony life's a fallacy
Alchemy in my head
Got me hoping that I die happily
Stripes up on my shirt
Look like Saturn rings in the galaxy
Sit alone in my room
Try to naturally keep my sanity

F*ck a bag bitch I'm filling up a suitcase
Money counter double up upon my 2 chains
I'm her dad so I tell her what to do aye
I.K. Killers f*ck with us we'll shoot at you aye
Call me Spike wit the glock and a cigarette
Deadly weapon on my back like Cloud
Bitch I am a threat!
Slade via switchblade
Join our renegades
If I can't do it wit a knife
Imma chuck grenades

Need a ride or die like Unit 2B ahh
I ain't happy feeling glad Gorillaz 2D ahh
Throw a needle from my face
Zoldyck Illumi ahh
You ain't doin shit don't say yo life a movie ahh

2 steps ahead
I know Whatchu bout to say
In my own League call me Larry...
Oh hey
6-foot. 7 bitches
I sprayed down like wayne
Covered in all black drippin red
Lookin like I'm Kane
My Mental hurtin this life's a burden
My whip is skirtin your bucket's swervin
My NES sitting on my desk no dust
Laying in my bed listen to Bones play Rust

Earth Bound wit it, South town wit it
On Sight Hold my Liquor Yeezus down wit it
Pussy so good im might drown in it
Fake smile stuck in frown walk around in it
Niggas really think they untouchable
How Gullible, but you are untrustable
And bout dry as a motherf*cking lunchable
And your attitude better be adjustable
Like car seat, sharp like turf stuck on a cleat
Vans, off the wall be on my feet
Cliff, what's stopping me from taking leap
All, evil souls I will reap
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F*ck a bag bitch I'm filling up a suitcase
Money counter double up upon my 2 chains
I'm her dad so I tell her what to do aye
I.K. Killers f*ck with us we'll shoot at you aye

It's all about the money and the power
I got no joy
Plastic, Tonka Toy
Childish out the trunk boy
No feelings like an Android
Bitch I'm paranoid
Shut up, shut the f*ck up
Im always annoyed

Calamity agony life's a fallacy
Alchemy in my head
Got me hoping that I die happily
Stripes up on my shirt
Look like Saturn rings in the galaxy
Sit alone in my room
Try to naturally keep my sanity

F*ck a bag bitch I'm filling up a suitcase
Money counter double up upon my 2 chains
I'm her dad so I tell her what to do aye
I.K. Killers f*ck with us we'll shoot at you aye
Call me Spike wit the glock and a cigarette
Deadly weapon on my back like Cloud
Bitch I am a threat!
Slade via switchblade
Join our renegades
If I can't do it wit a knife
Imma chuck grenades

Need a ride or die like Unit 2B ahh
I ain't happy feeling glad Gorillaz 2D ahh
Throw a needle from my face
Zoldyck Illumi ahh
You ain't doin shit don't say yo life a movie ahh

2 steps ahead
I know Whatchu bout to say
In my own League call me Larry...
Oh hey
6-foot. 7 bitches
I sprayed down like wayne
Covered in all black drippin red
Lookin like I'm Kane
My Mental hurtin this life's a burden
My whip is skirtin your bucket's swervin
My NES sitting on my desk no dust
Laying in my bed listen to Bones play Rust

Earth Bound wit it, South town wit it
On Sight Hold my Liquor Yeezus down wit it
Pussy so good im might drown in it
Fake smile stuck in frown walk around in it
Niggas really think they untouchable
How Gullible, but you are untrustable
And bout dry as a motherf*cking lunchable
And your attitude better be adjustable
Like car seat, sharp like turf stuck on a cleat
Vans, off the wall be on my feet
Cliff, what's stopping me from taking leap
All, evil souls I will reap
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Writer: Jaylen Cunningham
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