Burnt Tree Lyrics
| Song | Burnt Tree |
| Artist | Step Brothers |
| Artist | The Alchemist |
| Artist | Evidence |
| Album | Burnt Tree |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Burnt tree lyrics | |
| [Alchemist] | |
| Ayo rubba dubba dub, it’s two Bees in a Bucket | |
| Drink from a dirty thermos and swing like Kirby Puckett | |
| Out the box coming from the boondocks like Uncle Ruckus | |
| Get smacked where the sun don’t shine right on the tookusss | |
| I'm in a wood grain, dope in a cutlass | |
| Blowing out a cloud, look like smoke from a muffler | |
| I'm in the house, all up in the walls and the structure | |
| Arms waving in a "W" shape like a conductor | |
| Certified suits and leather chukkas | |
| Tell these hoes after the show to let em suck us | |
| Without a cup, make them drink straight from the faucet | |
| I stand, drawn linе in the sand - dare you to cross it | |
| Howdy, this town ain't big enough both to profit | |
| I blow likе a chisel, the product I boat-dock it | |
| Catch you on the deck of a yacht, get thrown off it | |
| Finish the destruction on sight, then close off it | |
| [Evidence] | |
| When I was 12 I realized I would die | |
| I sat up in my bed all night and cried | |
| When I woke the next day, seen the pain it all faded | |
| Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated | |
| One for the mic, two for the MP | |
| Cutting off the light but keeping on the beat | |
| I serve channels while I'm walking on the street | |
| Logged on while I'm walking on the hard concrete | |
| [Evidence] | |
| Ayo, Cali get the money | |
| Snitches get the ditches | |
| Never sunny, never puddles under bridges | |
| These dudes is bitches | |
| Drinking LA river water, hitting switches | |
| In the whip considered classic, give the foreign to the Mrs | |
| Two birds shot, wash my hands while I do the dishes | |
| Chucking pennies, making wishes, right through the fishes | |
| On my business so it's good to have an alias | |
| And still ****ing high from doing dabs on Ancient Aliens | |
| God bless the rain down in Africa | |
| If you refute this fact, they can't laugh at ya | |
| Freezing life, I been speeding up my aperture | |
| Believe the hype that's from the pilot to the passenger |
| Burnt tree lyrics | |
| Alchemist | |
| Ayo rubba dubba dub, it' s two Bees in a Bucket | |
| Drink from a dirty thermos and swing like Kirby Puckett | |
| Out the box coming from the boondocks like Uncle Ruckus | |
| Get smacked where the sun don' t shine right on the tookusss | |
| I' m in a wood grain, dope in a cutlass | |
| Blowing out a cloud, look like smoke from a muffler | |
| I' m in the house, all up in the walls and the structure | |
| Arms waving in a " W" shape like a conductor | |
| Certified suits and leather chukkas | |
| Tell these hoes after the show to let em suck us | |
| Without a cup, make them drink straight from the faucet | |
| I stand, drawn lin in the sand - dare you to cross it | |
| Howdy, this town ain' t big enough both to profit | |
| I blow lik a chisel, the product I boat-dock it | |
| Catch you on the deck of a yacht, get thrown off it | |
| Finish the destruction on sight, then close off it | |
| Evidence | |
| When I was 12 I realized I would die | |
| I sat up in my bed all night and cried | |
| When I woke the next day, seen the pain it all faded | |
| Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated | |
| One for the mic, two for the MP | |
| Cutting off the light but keeping on the beat | |
| I serve channels while I' m walking on the street | |
| Logged on while I' m walking on the hard concrete | |
| Evidence | |
| Ayo, Cali get the money | |
| Snitches get the ditches | |
| Never sunny, never puddles under bridges | |
| These dudes is bitches | |
| Drinking LA river water, hitting switches | |
| In the whip considered classic, give the foreign to the Mrs | |
| Two birds shot, wash my hands while I do the dishes | |
| Chucking pennies, making wishes, right through the fishes | |
| On my business so it' s good to have an alias | |
| And still ing high from doing dabs on Ancient Aliens | |
| God bless the rain down in Africa | |
| If you refute this fact, they can' t laugh at ya | |
| Freezing life, I been speeding up my aperture | |
| Believe the hype that' s from the pilot to the passenger |
| Burnt tree lyrics | |
| Alchemist | |
| Ayo rubba dubba dub, it' s two Bees in a Bucket | |
| Drink from a dirty thermos and swing like Kirby Puckett | |
| Out the box coming from the boondocks like Uncle Ruckus | |
| Get smacked where the sun don' t shine right on the tookusss | |
| I' m in a wood grain, dope in a cutlass | |
| Blowing out a cloud, look like smoke from a muffler | |
| I' m in the house, all up in the walls and the structure | |
| Arms waving in a " W" shape like a conductor | |
| Certified suits and leather chukkas | |
| Tell these hoes after the show to let em suck us | |
| Without a cup, make them drink straight from the faucet | |
| I stand, drawn lin in the sand - dare you to cross it | |
| Howdy, this town ain' t big enough both to profit | |
| I blow lik a chisel, the product I boat-dock it | |
| Catch you on the deck of a yacht, get thrown off it | |
| Finish the destruction on sight, then close off it | |
| Evidence | |
| When I was 12 I realized I would die | |
| I sat up in my bed all night and cried | |
| When I woke the next day, seen the pain it all faded | |
| Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated | |
| One for the mic, two for the MP | |
| Cutting off the light but keeping on the beat | |
| I serve channels while I' m walking on the street | |
| Logged on while I' m walking on the hard concrete | |
| Evidence | |
| Ayo, Cali get the money | |
| Snitches get the ditches | |
| Never sunny, never puddles under bridges | |
| These dudes is bitches | |
| Drinking LA river water, hitting switches | |
| In the whip considered classic, give the foreign to the Mrs | |
| Two birds shot, wash my hands while I do the dishes | |
| Chucking pennies, making wishes, right through the fishes | |
| On my business so it' s good to have an alias | |
| And still ing high from doing dabs on Ancient Aliens | |
| God bless the rain down in Africa | |
| If you refute this fact, they can' t laugh at ya | |
| Freezing life, I been speeding up my aperture | |
| Believe the hype that' s from the pilot to the passenger |
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