Bum Your Shit - Dan Bull, Joey Gzus

Seven days of the week my brain’s at it’s peak

That’s the payback you reap from being a blatant geek

Then maybe you’ll see why so many people feel it

My speech is lethal, meaning feeble people fear it

But if you fear it maybe you need to re-hear it

I talk about what other lyricists are scared to

I tackle issues you wish you could dare to

And fair do’s if you’re sticking to the horrorcore

But don’t go moaning that nobody’s wanting more

Sitting on bean bags listening to weed rap

Bitching that the kids would rather hear Relapse

Don’t you see that you’re missing the point?

'cause no-one gives a shit what you stick in your joint

So if you’re disappointed then learn a lesson

Convert to better methods and then heads’ll yearn for seconds

We don’t bum your shit

So come up with something better than it

When you’re the only one to bum your shit

Then come up with something better than it

Look, mmm, I’ve got to be real

There’s not a lot of rappers out here that I honestly feel

You see me, I’d bite your hand off if you offered a deal

'cause I’ve got kids that need warm water and a quality meal

For real, I pride myself on being versatile

Like my hooks Auto-Tuned, still keep the verses wild

So if you don’t like me singing on my hooks

Then don’t listen — the fact is, I couldn’t give a…

Look, they’re acting like they’re Premier League

Forced multi-syllabics over knock-off Premier beats

In a scene where everybody seems to be next in the scene

And the need to be credible is becoming incredibly weak

Gzus, let’s keep it moving

'cause for people to feel your music you need improvement

Like live shows where you get your respect

They’re like trapeze acts 'cause their life depends on the net

Joey

We don’t bum your shit

So come up with something better than it

When you’re the only one to bum your shit

Then come up with something better than it

Too many rappers just rap about rap

There’s a whole world out there, rap about that

What happens now is a matter of fact

So if you want to keep it real, put that on a track

I stand back to back with novelists and poets

Activists, journalists, and those that show it’s

An ugly world out there, when it should be beautiful

But if beauty is truth, then I stay true to form

Who’d have thought the class clown would back down

Into the background and lay some fat tracks down?

I stand proud behind what I believe

And what I believe is I can’t believe what I’ve achieved

Every step of the way I get better

But nevertheless I make it my aim to elevate every day

No matter what it takes it’s worth paying the price

'cause the day you stop learning is the day you die