Thomas Edison

Yuno Miles

Composed by: Yuno Miles
I smacked the fuck, outta Thomas Edison (nyaw)
‘Cause he didn’t give me a job application (nyaw)
That’s why I'm beefin’ with Thomas Edison (nyaw)
‘Cause I really need that job application (nyaw)
They hear my music, they say: You ain’t gon’ make it (nyaw)
You sound like you need a vacation (nyaw)
They say: We can send my music in a spaceship (nyaw)
But fuck Thomas Edison

Y’know what it is, it’s real beef, ayy
I fuck with Thomas Edison, don’t- don’t cancel me
I ain’t gon’ lie, I wear a pamper
I shit on myself, so they call me a pamper
I just wanna prod, I be eating jolly ranchers
I be getting that cash like my name michael blackson
Niggas say I'm ugly, nigga, I ain’t batman
Put the b in batman, and I turn ‘em to catman

I smacked the fuck, outta Thomas Edison (nyaw)
‘Cause he didn’t give me a job application (nyaw)
That’s why I'm beefin’ with Thomas Edison (nyaw)
‘Cause I really need that job application (nyaw)
They hear my music, they say: You ain’t gon’ make it (nyaw)
You sound like you need a vacation (nyaw)
They say: We can send my music in a spaceship (nyaw)
But fuck Thomas Edison
They hear my music, they say: You ain’t gon’ make it (nyaw)
You sound like you need a vacation (nyaw)
They say: We can send my music in a spaceship (nyaw)
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