Motivation by Colby Brian lyrics

by

The-Dream


You know lotta people asks me what did I do to become me, you know, Colby Brian, and , and I just laugh and ask them this "you wanna know what it's like a be me???" n*gga I said "you wanna know what it's like a be ME?!" Well lemme ask you some'n,

I Ben sleepin on hardwood floors, on tile n*gga, I ain't ever done had a bed in my f*ckin life.
I ain't, I ain't ever had more than two meals a week n*gga!! You wanna axe me a f*ckin question n*gga?! Like, what's it like to be me?!? You ain't ever gonna know what it's like to be sleeping on some of dem damn glass shards in a half star motel f*ckin six wit a billet lodged in yo damn Adams's apple n*ggaaaa!!! The Fuk you meeeean????

You ain't got the drive! I been eatin sawdust wit my mama nut in it sint I could hold a spork motherf*ckin b*tch! b*tch they call them hood flakes where i come from!! And You wanna ask me. You wan(cutoff) you have the surging f*ckin audacity to question me on my f*ckin life like what it was like to get hit by forty automobills, 10 semi trucks, a fire engine, and a got dam forklift all at the same simultaneous instant compacted into one obstruction lil ass n*gga???? You f*ckin staring me in the f*ckin face slack jawed jackin ya winky??? f*ck ya mean. Havin my limbs stretched every which way in a dam laffy taffy machine while being whipped in yo nut sack by ya 300 pound furry loving gay partner???

You ain't got the driiiiiiiiveeeee. Don't come to me asking how I got where I got!! Till you gotten tied to a safe and been thrown in the ocean and been done drowned and revived 20 times before you lost so much oxygen that you pronounced dead, then pronounced living vegetable for 15 years, to finally recuperate to your health, only to be asked how you got to be where you damn got! Colby what the f*ck!! You're going fckig mad n*gga you're lettin these chitlins get to ya! b*tch I ain't mad n*gga I mad with power nibba I got drive fused in my f*ckin veins!

You ain't got no damn driiiive!!! You ain't got google f*cking drive in you black chrome iodine gltssrin coreplex tipple threaded acrylic keyboArded chrome book!
If you ain't wake up erry night, screaming bloody murder from your life experience, you ain't fearing death every second, if you ain't got ptsd from yo life, if you ain't have twenty heart attacks erry day, if you ain't do a back flip trying to land on your neck, if you ain't slam your head into cement, if you ain't see a brick wall and don't immediately veer yo car into it, if you ain't try to die every fcking second of your putrid, depressing, disgusting horrible, sh*t filled gay faggot vile loser of a life, then don't you EVER talk to a n*gga goin "hee hoo kanye wit yo dusty ahhh,

If you ain't doing that with a damn smile on ya ugly ass face,

The world is a vast creature on which you must suckle upon its teet. But you aint ever suckin no earth tiddy wit dat ugly ass fade you light skin ass lil ass n*gga

b*tch I smoke battery acid every gay n*gga to whom dost you thunk you are? f*ck outta here
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