Blackberry cigarette
I wasn't finished yet
I'm out here choking on it
How I wish I could spit
Blackberry cigarette
It ain't no epithet
I'd eat it if I could
Tastes like dirt, feels like food
Do what you want to
Blackberry cigarette
Found out just what it meant
Snatched from the source direct
Fresh as death's breath
Blackberry cigarette
Working class lear jet
Fallin apart to my boss's clock
Oh god, gimme a hammer to make it stop
Do what you want to
Make believe you can move
Blackberry cigarette
All day I can't forget
What I need, my peace of mind
My dark and quiet answer to time
Blackberry cigarette
I wasn't finished yet
I'm out here choking on it
How I wish I could spit
Do what you want to
Thorns in my spine
Blckbrry Cgrtt Video (MV)
Performed By: Ruff Pups
Length: 3:53
Written by: Brandon Young, Marcus Roberts, Marshall Harris, Miles Renck
Ruff Pups - Blckbrry Cgrtt Lyrics
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Blackberry cigarette
I wasn't finished yet
I'm out here choking on it
How I wish I could spit
Blackberry cigarette
It ain't no epithet
I'd eat it if I could
Tastes like dirt, feels like food
Do what you want to
Blackberry cigarette
Found out just what it meant
Snatched from the source direct
Fresh as death's breath
Blackberry cigarette
Working class lear jet
Fallin apart to my boss's clock
Oh god, gimme a hammer to make it stop
Do what you want to
Make believe you can move
Blackberry cigarette
All day I can't forget
What I need, my peace of mind
My dark and quiet answer to time
Blackberry cigarette
I wasn't finished yet
I'm out here choking on it
How I wish I could spit
Do what you want to
Thorns in my spine
I wasn't finished yet
I'm out here choking on it
How I wish I could spit
Blackberry cigarette
It ain't no epithet
I'd eat it if I could
Tastes like dirt, feels like food
Do what you want to
Blackberry cigarette
Found out just what it meant
Snatched from the source direct
Fresh as death's breath
Blackberry cigarette
Working class lear jet
Fallin apart to my boss's clock
Oh god, gimme a hammer to make it stop
Do what you want to
Make believe you can move
Blackberry cigarette
All day I can't forget
What I need, my peace of mind
My dark and quiet answer to time
Blackberry cigarette
I wasn't finished yet
I'm out here choking on it
How I wish I could spit
Do what you want to
Thorns in my spine
Writer: Brandon Young, Marcus Roberts, Marshall Harris, Miles Renck
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid