Trees Fell Down

By Beamon

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[Verse 1]

I don't care about the rappers that you love

Most the stuff that they speak don't apply to me

Hair spinning like Zangief, I got 3 plays on my soundcloud

10 missed calls on my I-phone

I'm thirsty, and I want for you to call me

I'm thirsty, and I need to see you all die

I'm flirting with the blade to see you all bleed, bitch

Screaming fuck your clothes, I don't really care if you dressing like Kanye, bitch

Body full of bullet holes, I don't even care if you dressing like Kanye, bitch

I'm making hits, smoke in the forest, blair witch creeping

Coming through, dead at 4 am, with my hair swinging

Jump through the coffin, woods in my head with the trees swinging

Five dollar t-shirts full of red with blood on it

Ghosts moaning, they're screaming

Bedroom full of terror, you see me in your mirror

Since you left me, everything's clearer

I lay with the flowers my hair full of rain again

October showers gone fall out the sky again

Don't know about you, but I'm tryna die again

She got a new man, that bitch is gone lie again, what


[Hook]

I fell asleep in the waves

Trees falling down by my cave

Hair hanging down by my face

Now you can't see me, I got you afraid, what


[Murder]

Blade on the dresser I'm shredding my face again

Bumping myself cause these rappers ain't saying shit

Boy I look at yall as kids

I'm skin and bones, come feel my ribs

And bitch I come from the grim

Sleep in the trash, and I pop out the lid


[Cries]

I'm sorry I did not turn out to be what you want

I wake up every day

I'm dead by the night

The moon about to rise

Got that knife up in my pocket bitch


[Murder]

Blade in my pocket, it's stabbing my legs

Looking at rappers like don't fuck with me

Spitting that mist in the air, triple H

Bitch I'm reborn again, step out my grave


[Chants]

Who the fuck want it with Beam

Who the hell want it with Beam

Who really want it with Beam

Boy I promise you don't want it with Beam


[Death]

I'm at the pond, got tears coming down on my face

Bitch I hope you fucking die, throw hand grenades on your grave

Light a blunt, smoke in the air forms your ghost

Everybody still left my side

Zelda every motherfucking time

I don't like to tweet, I just rhyme

Catch me hoody up, by the pond

Every single line impressing your mom

High school, never fit in with you motherfucking douchebags

Catch me with a bomb in two bags

Yeah it's like that

Dylan still don't give a fuck about much

No exceptions

Young ugly bitch, yes it's Beam

Feet up on my bed blowing weed watching bleach

Floor when it creeks

Smile on your face when you scream

Clutch, clutch


[Hook]

I fell asleep in the waves

Trees falling down by my cave

Hair hanging down by my face

Now you can't see me, I got you afraid, what


[Final Death]

Look what you did, look what you did, what you did to me

Look what you did, look what you did, what you did to me

Slits in my eyes, I'm like a cat right now

I'm coasting through the sky I'm like a bat right now

Slits in my eyes, I'm like a cat right now

I'm coasting through the sky I'm like a bat right now

Slits in my eyes, I'm like a cat right now