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Wall Video (MV)




Performed By: B.F.D.B
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Jon Chen, Jonathan Chen, Ryan Erlandson




B.F.D.B - Wall Lyrics
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Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Me Jon and Wav are a team of some giants
Crushing these cats with our regal alliance
Ridin' these beats with an evil defiance
To eat up the silence they need so be quiet
F*ck that, no calming the storm
I promise their warnings were modest in form
They caught my performance and wanted some more
Wav's beats have been knocking, me Jon at the door
Now there's no stopping the problems you caused
Step in the octagon, gone with some gods
You gambled against us no watching the odds
Becomes one single rose that gets tossed in a vase
Now they place it at the base of the head stone
Bullseye no lie I'm in the red zone
Stay away I'm the greatest in the headphones
Tried to build a wall but I bomb it in a trench though
They should have built a wall to try to contain
These two emcees now untamed
I'll leave unnamed, let the words explain
How the nerds got game, spit flame propane
They can't keep up with the insane pen game
So they switch lanes and we maintain
While I'm on my soap box, real talk everybody sound like the same thang
Wav gave the orders shoot to kill so we prove the skill
And we murder everything on the battlefield
If I had enemies, I'd keep 'em close
But I cut them all off in search of mass appeal
And to bag a deal
And to drop bars where you're like Is that for real
Yeah that's for real for real
Thinking any different must be walking on banana peels in heels trippin'
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Got the game zipped up that's a YKK
A fine grade mind state high rate pay
'Finna blow up, tristate highway rage
Caught like primate, in a live bait cage
Put a size 8 sideways stamped on your forehead
That's my infinite potential and the score says
I'm a born, bred, storms that the dorks dread
Have you waking up laying next to a horse head
Tighter than a corset, whiter than a corvette
Driver at the golf course, fighting with a sore neck
Hyper when our forms met , likened to a lord yes
Viking with the forceps, striking in the North West
Force depth when I send it like a quarter back
Ya entertain corny cats with my story cache
Trump called the journalist trying to deport his ass
Jonny been gone so they headed to the boarder fast
You made mistake pairing me with a great
We channel G and Nate mount up regulate
Never hesitate to drop a rhyme in your face
Anytime of the day got lines like a date
That'll lift you up like a crane with a crate
Man we're some of the best and it ain't a debate
I dedicate this to all the featherweight kids
Trying to box with gods that heavyweight spit
Man up ur game, trying to blow like grenades entertain like parades
But you ain't saying nothing man you flow like charades
Live different than portrayed
We some renegades who write and innovate
Hot as dinner plates more lanes than interstates
Set my mic to obliterate and write to incinerate
You think I'm out of gas bitch I rap like a figure 8
Only way to stop the wrath is take the pen away
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Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Me Jon and Wav are a team of some giants
Crushing these cats with our regal alliance
Ridin' these beats with an evil defiance
To eat up the silence they need so be quiet
F*ck that, no calming the storm
I promise their warnings were modest in form
They caught my performance and wanted some more
Wav's beats have been knocking, me Jon at the door
Now there's no stopping the problems you caused
Step in the octagon, gone with some gods
You gambled against us no watching the odds
Becomes one single rose that gets tossed in a vase
Now they place it at the base of the head stone
Bullseye no lie I'm in the red zone
Stay away I'm the greatest in the headphones
Tried to build a wall but I bomb it in a trench though
They should have built a wall to try to contain
These two emcees now untamed
I'll leave unnamed, let the words explain
How the nerds got game, spit flame propane
They can't keep up with the insane pen game
So they switch lanes and we maintain
While I'm on my soap box, real talk everybody sound like the same thang
Wav gave the orders shoot to kill so we prove the skill
And we murder everything on the battlefield
If I had enemies, I'd keep 'em close
But I cut them all off in search of mass appeal
And to bag a deal
And to drop bars where you're like Is that for real
Yeah that's for real for real
Thinking any different must be walking on banana peels in heels trippin'
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Better tell 'em build a wall build a wall, they don't want it with us all
Got the game zipped up that's a YKK
A fine grade mind state high rate pay
'Finna blow up, tristate highway rage
Caught like primate, in a live bait cage
Put a size 8 sideways stamped on your forehead
That's my infinite potential and the score says
I'm a born, bred, storms that the dorks dread
Have you waking up laying next to a horse head
Tighter than a corset, whiter than a corvette
Driver at the golf course, fighting with a sore neck
Hyper when our forms met , likened to a lord yes
Viking with the forceps, striking in the North West
Force depth when I send it like a quarter back
Ya entertain corny cats with my story cache
Trump called the journalist trying to deport his ass
Jonny been gone so they headed to the boarder fast
You made mistake pairing me with a great
We channel G and Nate mount up regulate
Never hesitate to drop a rhyme in your face
Anytime of the day got lines like a date
That'll lift you up like a crane with a crate
Man we're some of the best and it ain't a debate
I dedicate this to all the featherweight kids
Trying to box with gods that heavyweight spit
Man up ur game, trying to blow like grenades entertain like parades
But you ain't saying nothing man you flow like charades
Live different than portrayed
We some renegades who write and innovate
Hot as dinner plates more lanes than interstates
Set my mic to obliterate and write to incinerate
You think I'm out of gas bitch I rap like a figure 8
Only way to stop the wrath is take the pen away
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Writer: Jon Chen, Jonathan Chen, Ryan Erlandson
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