Incomplete

by Bradley Voorhees

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about

In the early stages of this albums production it was actually going to be called "People=Stress=Early Aging." It ultimately got its name for 2 reasons... 1) In my life at the time I felt incomplete, and 2) A lot of the tracks had incomplete music due to the fact that the keyboard I was using was returned to the store, and as apposed to finishing the music with my old keyboard I simply left the music incomplete; As an outcome there were a lot of vocal harmonies :)

credits

released May 22, 2007

All tracks written, recorded, mixes, and mastered by Bradley Voorhees @ Ed Harbst Studios (Formerly A Stem From Basement Productions). Except track 6 freestyles written and performed by SAFYRE, and track 6 freestyles written and performed by Naporshyaa.

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Track Name: Broken
I’m still just a bit broken
Just a bit shook up from the last time
I’m hoping that you can be everything you say you’ll be
Cause I’m still broken from the last time
I’m still broken
I’m still broken
From the last time
I’m still broken from the last time
So just love me
Track Name: Positive All the Time
Verse 1:
You you’re such a sweetheart
You were so over the top understanding
And you are my kind of person
I’ll always have you in mind
Thank you for what you did for me
You are you are the thing that everybody needs

Chorus:
You are so positive all the time
Helping me to win this fight
You were always on my side
You will always be my sunshine
every time I struggle in my life
I’ll remember what you did through my strife my strife

Verse 2:
You you’re one of a kind
I wish your spirit existed in everyone
And you are so so damn precious
with your abilities
Thank you for all you’ve done for me
You kept you kept me stable when I couldn’t see couldn’t see

Chorus:
You are so positive all the time
Helping me to win this fight
You were always on my side
You will always be my sunshine
every time I struggle in my life
I’ll remember what you did through my strife
Track Name: I Swallow
Verse 1:
You claim you love me I think you’re fibbing
How can we both feel the same thing yet act so differently
You moved into my house I’m glad you did that
But don’t forget that you live here willingly

Chorus:
I just wanna do right by you and me
I just wanna keep my soul alive
And that’s why I swallow life
I swallow everything and hold it inside
Inside me inside me inside me
I swallow I swallow I hold it all inside for you and me

Verse 2:
I remember what life was like before you
I was able to be me and single and free
But yet I still love you together we’re a team
And I’m not lonely but you criticize me
And I’ve criticized you but we’ve opened up the place
No couple should ever see and it’s terrible for me

Chorus:
I just wanna do right by you and me
I just wanna keep my soul alive
And that’s why I swallow life
I swallow everything and hold it inside
Inside me inside me inside me
I swallow I swallow I hold it all inside for you and me
Track Name: This Won't be Our Doom
Verse 1:
I’m sorry that I never knew
Exactly how much it was I hurt you
I was naïve and filled with so much blindness
All I put you through throughout time

Hook 1:
I guess I never had your view
Because I always got the dude
I wish that I could have loved you boo
And I know it must have sucked being you

Chorus 1:
I wish we could meet again soon
Perhaps tune into the same tune
Maybe again we’ll be cool
And this won’t be our doom

Verse 2:
Our friendship grew and grew
But our romance never had the chance to bloom
And I’d sit desperately in our room
Waiting each day for the day where I’d move

Hook 2:
I guess I’d never been in your shoes
Because I’d always gotten the dudes
I wish that I could have loved you boo
And I know now it must have sucked being you

Chorus 2:
I wish we could meet again soon
Perhaps we’d tune into the same tune yeah
Maybe again you and I can be cool
And this won’t be our doom
Track Name: The Bar That Night
Verse 1:
I was thinking you looked kinda cute as you were feeling on my dick in the bar that night
I was thinking how it’d feel if you sucked me down as you were feeding me them drinks in the bar that night
Cause I watched your hand bring the shot to your lips as you drank at work in the bar that night
I was gonna buy you a drink and then ask you out after your shift in the bar that night

Chorus:
To be fair you started it
So I punched you in the head
But you stepped to me and it really made me pissed
Fuck you you’re a loser
Screw you I’m an abuser
You are such a liar
Next time watch your damn mouth

To be fair you started it
So I punched you in the head
But you stepped to me and it really made me pissed
Fuck you you’re a loser
Screw you I’m an abuser
You are such a liar
Next time mind your business

Verse 2:
I was feelin kinda angry and drunk and being stupid when you seen me outside at the bar that night
I advised you to just leave us alone but you took that to mean go ahead and push me at the bar that night
I guess I got on you and punched you repeatedly in the face at the bar that night
And everyone of our kind was there to see the truth of what really happened between me and you at the bar that night

Chorus:
To be fair you started it
So I punched you in the head
But you stepped to me and it really made me pissed
Fuck you you’re a loser
Screw you I’m an abuser
You are such a liar
Next time watch your damn mouth

To be fair you started it
So I punched you in the head
But you stepped to me and it really made me pissed
Fuck you you’re a loser
Screw you I’m an abuser
You are such a liar
Next time mind your business
Track Name: Bradley Voorhees, Feat. SAFYRE - MySpace Guy
Chorus:
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’ve got the hottest page ya know.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I am the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the hottest one you know.

Verse 1:
Bradley’s back with whole new shit.
Enjoy the flow, let loose and live.
All my friends step in the mix.
You ain’t lived ‘til you’ve seen this.
So grab a friend; add request them.
Boy. you know life’s happenin’
right here in this Dot Com Land.
Bradley’s page has lots to give.

Hook 1:
You know you can’t beat me,
I’m the best in the neighborhood.
You know you can’t take me,
I’m the best MC in all of Cyber Hood.

Verse Rap 1:
I ain’t bashful, I’ll punch you in the chest,
and if you’re not careful you’ll be laid to rest,
and if you’re a hot one your ass will get the best
and if you think I’m playin’ you should put me to the test.
God only put me here for me to cause you stress.
Walkin’ around, I’ll put your head up in a mess,
but not for my friends, no, they deserve the best.
So do yourself a favor, get your name up on my list.

Chorus:
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’ve got the hottest page ya know.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I am the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the hottest one you know.

Rap Link:
Add me. Pimp me. Jerk me. Lick me.
Fuck me. Suck me. Lemmy tell ya simply.
I say ‘yo’ and you say ‘what?’
I send request, and you send love.
I post pics, you comment them up.
You see my page, and you fall in love.
It’s like that y’all. It’s like that y’all.
Yeah-e-ah-ah-e-ah, it’s like that y’all.

Verse 2:
Bradley’s back with whole new shit.
Enjoy the show. Let loose. Feel this.
Close your eyes, and hear this mix.
Shut your lip. Don’t start no shit.
No drama. Just deal with it.
Compromise, and then give in.
Think way back, and then relive.
Think back to when you were 6.

Hook 2:
Check out my new page code, and listen to my flows.
Read all of my blogs, and leave the love where it goes.
Check out my new songs, and comment on them.
I’m a flirt when it comes to sin.

Verse Rap 2:
I ain’t Chris Crocker with a tiny limp wrist
or pretty Jeffree Star queeny, teeny-weenie wimp.
I might like dick, but that don’t mean I’ve got a clit.
So make me your favorite with a clickity-click-click,
and if you’re a mouth-off your throat may get slit.
“Oh my god, Bradley, I love your shit.”
Oh, will you shut the fuck up you pussy little bitch.
Listen to Chris Crocker fuckin’ fiendin’ for my dick.
Keep fuckin’ talkin’ and your ass’ll get whipped.
‘Bitch Please’ I ain’t got the time for your lisp.
To get with this faggot you must come equipped.
I’ve said it before, and now you’ll hear it again:

Sang Link:
He’s gonna start some drama. He’s gonna start some drama. He’s gonna start some drama with you.

Chorus:
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’ve got the hottest page ya know.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I am the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the hottest one you know.

Bridge:
Now I know you know how to laugh.
Yes I do.
And I know you know how to dance.
Damn right I do.
I know you can feel the beat.
Bet your ass I feel it.
Now stand right up and move them feet.
A’ight.

End:
Chris Crocker videos are so crazy.
He’s so dreamy with his southern slang.
Jeffree Star, he looks so tasty,
and his pink page is amazing.

But no one can amount
to the style that I bring.
Spittin’ and flowin’
and rappin’ as I sing.
Peace.
Track Name: Bradley Voorhees, Feat. Naporshyaa - Cheer Daddy Up
Cheer Hook:
Give me a D.
Give me an A.
Give me a D - D - Y.
What’s that spell?
Daddy!
Daddy!

Verse 1:
Only reason I’m still around is you.
Even when peoples treat daddy uncool.
Even when them damn locals givin’ daddy more fuel.
Daddy’s so lost but you make daddy feel.
We be trippin’ and be spittin’. We be actin like fools.
You’re part of my heart and, there’s no escaping you.
Wherever I go you’re gonna be there too.
You’re the love of my life and, I will always love you.

Chorus:
You make me happy.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You are my baby.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You make me happy.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You are my baby.
(Young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive,
young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)

Cheer Hook:
Give me a D.
Give me an A.
Give me a D - D - Y.
What’s that spell?
Daddy!
Daddy!

Verse 2:
And, you make me have to stay up for you
when I just wanna sleep all afternoon.
‘Fore I know it, I’m okay, and fall out of my mood,
and you keep me in check when I’m being rude.
When I try to rest, it’s time for your food.
There’s just no sleep when it comes to you.
You keep me alive; energetically ‘youthed’.
What would I do without you, without you?

Chorus:
You make me happy.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You are my baby.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You make me happy.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You are my baby.
(Young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive,
young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)

Bridge:
My daddy’s so cool because he lets me do everything in his music!
You would be surprised that we make a lot of music, buh-bye!

Chorus:
You make me happy.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You are my baby.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You make me happy.
(I’m young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
You are my baby.
(Young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive,
young and alive, young and alive, young and alive, young and alive.)
Track Name: I Don't Know What I'm Supposed to Do
Verse 1:
You broke my heart and
now all I feel is pain
You packed your bags and
you moved so far away
I’m still here lonely as hell
what more can I say
Maybe I’ll get big sometime
and move on one day

Hook:
You broke my heart
and left me here to stay
You took all of our things
and left only memories

Chorus:
And now I can’t live.
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.
And now I can’t lift myself up.
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.
You left me here to die.
Now what’s sad is I can’t see myself with another,
but what’s even worse is that I’m gonna have
to picture you starting with somebody new.

Verse 2:
I don’t know what’s
gonna happen next
All I seem to think about
is you up in my head
And I’m so alone
layin’ in our bed
There’s not much more that I can do
to keep myself from growing blue

Hook:
You broke my heart
and left me here to stay
You took all of our things
and left only memories

Chorus:
And now I can’t live.
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.
And now I can’t lift myself up.
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.
You left me here to die.
Now what’s sad is I can’t see myself with another,
but what’s even worse is that I’m gonna have
to picture you starting with somebody new.
Track Name: Once You Love
Verse 1:
I was like so in love
I was like so lost
I was like you and me equals us
I was like I was like give me some
I was so head strong
I was like I’ll never get enough

Hook:
Back in the day when things were simple
Back in the day when I was sane
Back in the day when I could think straight
Back in the day where people weren’t fake

Chorus:
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same

Verse 2:
I was so clueless
I had no obligations
Every last thought of mine was of us
I was like I was like I’ll give you all my trust
You were so true
You were so cool
You were so cute
I was so in love with you

Hook:
Back in the day when things were simple
Back in the day when I was sane
Back in the day when I could think straight
Back in the day where people weren’t fake

Chorus:
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same

Chorus:
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same

Chorus:
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
Once you love
You’ll never be the same
Track Name: To Make You Happy
Verse 1:
Loving you meant everything,
and helping you meant everything,
and holding you meant everything,
and life with you meant everything,
and it wasn’t all good times,
but damn I miss the bad times.
Bradley never got no credit,
and you, my ex, got all you wanted.
‘Cept the one thing you were lacking:
Love for me, wasn’t happening,
and how am I to move on?
What did I do so wrong?

Chorus:
What did I do, what did I say,
What did I lack, to make you happy?
Was I too fat? Was I too fem?
What did I lack to make you happy?

Verse 2:
I loved you a dangerous amount.
Pieces of me shattered around, somehow,
and every time that you’d come back home
I’d be forced to mope around,
but I’m never really happy,
So what’s the point in faking?
You, my ex, were not in love.
Ya Left all the time, right from the start,
and it hurt that I’d be all alone,
and it killed when you were not around.
We were never happy,
but damn, I miss the hard times.

Chorus:
What did I do, what did I say,
What did I lack, to make you happy?
Was I too fat? Was I too fem?
What did I lack to make you happy?
Track Name: People = Stress = Early Aging
Verse 1:
No matter how much I try to lift myself up
I’m always fallin‘, and wonderin’ will I give up?
Things in my life are such hazardous conditions.
Things in my head make me so filled with confusion.

Chorus:
People=stress=early-aging,
and it’s so damn aggravating,
and I’m busy here investigating.
I, I guess that means that I must be menstruating.

Verse 2:
Boy, I hate these fucking sticky situations.
I hate livin’ in a world I’m forced to lie in,
but I’m so dumb, can’t say I am even tryin’.
‘in’t plan to go out, but if yous the one who’s buyin’

Chorus:
People=stress=early-aging,
and it’s so damn aggravating,
and I’m busy here investigating.
I, I guess that means that I must be menstruating.

Bridge:
Don’t it hurt so much
to know that I’m feeling unloved?
Don’t it hurt so much
to know that I feel like I can’t go on?
‘Cause if it don’t hurt that bad,
then you really ain’t my friend.
If it don’t hurt you that bad,
you ain’t my friend.

Chorus:
People=stress=early-aging,
and it’s so damn aggravating,
and I’m busy here investigating.
I, I guess that means that I must be menstruating.
Track Name: My Next Move
Verse 1:
If I ever come across your ass in the street I’m-a have to hurt you.
You say I caused you so much pain,
well, you ain’t seen my rage when in vain.
If I ever see your brown-nose smile I’m-a kick ya ‘til my next trial.
You say I made you fucked in ways
that you can’t even explain.
Boys like you shouldn’t clown around, ‘cause ya hunger for guys like me to be around.
You say I hurt your image, and invade your space,
well, I play this way.
You’s-a traitor to your own kind, boy, that’s why ya gots to play the fool now.
Well, you ain’t big enough to play these games.
Just thought I’d tell ya just in case.

Sang Chorus 1:
Yoo-hoo you don’t know
when I will trample you. Who? yoo-hoo.
Yoo-hoo you don’t know
what’s gonna be my next move.

You don’t know. (x28)

Rapped Chorus:
One kick, one punch for a lipstick punk.
One punch, one kick for a lipstick bitch.
No lip or you get beat the fuck up.
Don’t hate on this kid while I get on my crunk.
One kick, one punch, for a lipstick punk.
One punch, one kick, for a lipstick bitch.
No lip or you get beat the fuck up.
Don’t hate on this kid while I get on my crunk.

Verse 2:
Boy, watcha gon’ do when I catch your ass out in the streets, out and about?
You think I caused you so much pain,
well, you ain’t seen the half of it yet, babe.
You think that you’s head of this game, but you’s mistaken some how.
You think that you’s slick and awake,
but you ‘n’t know how much I run my game.
You so hypocritical, boy, ya need to learn to shut your big mouth.
Shove that foot up in your grill,
‘fore I have to step up and, make my kill.
If I ever come across your pretty-boy ass in the street I’m-a knock you out.
You ain’t big enough to play these games.
Just thought I’d tell ya, just in case.

Sang Chorus 2:
Yoo-hoo you don’t know anything;
when I will trample you, oh.
Yoo-hoo you don’t know
what’s gonna be my next move, oh.
Yoo-hoo you don’t know anything;
not what I’m gonna do -you.
you don’t know
what’s gonna be my next move.

You don’t know. (x60)

Rapped Chorus:
One kick, one punch for a lipstick punk.
One punch, one kick for a lipstick bitch.
No lip or you get beat the fuck up.
Don’t hate on this kid while I get on my crunk.
One kick, one punch, for a lipstick punk.
One punch, one kick, for a lipstick bitch.
No lip or you get beat the fuck up.
Don’t hate on this kid while I get on my crunk.

Rapped Chorus:
One kick, one punch for a lipstick punk.
One punch, one kick for a lipstick bitch.
No lip or you get beat the fuck up.
Don’t hate on this kid while I get on my crunk.
One kick, one punch, for a lipstick punk.
One punch, one kick, for a lipstick bitch.
No lip or you get beat the fuck up.
Don’t hate on this kid while I get on my crunk.
Track Name: Fuck You
Hello Everybody,

Bradley Voorhees here. Did you ever just have such anger inside, and you didn’t know what quite to say? Well, this song says it all.

Verse 1:
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you, you-)

Hook:
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(you, you, you, you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you, you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you, you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)

Pre-Chorus:
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you. Fuck-)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(you, you.)

Chorus:
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck-)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you, you, you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you, you, you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)

Verse 2:
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you, you-)

Hook:
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(you, you, you, you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you, you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you, you.)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)

Pre-Chorus:
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(Fuck you. Fuck-)
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
(you, you.)

Chorus:
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck-)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you, you, you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
(Fuck you, you, you.)
Fuck you. (Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.)
Track Name: Chronic Hell
Hook:
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell

Verse 1:
And you sit, and you wait,
and you live for the day
that he comes back home.
And you sing, and you pray,
and you stray straight away
‘til he comes back home.
And you mix, and you fix,
and you mend all your shit,
‘til he comes back home.
Blow a kiss and hope it
reaches him; stays with him,
‘til he comes back home.

Chorus:
I don’t like this game
I know that you’re afraid
I hope you never lose your way
I hope you don’t cry out for me

Hook:
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell
Chronic hell Chronic hell

Verse 2:
And you dish out your shit
as you wish that he lives.
Will he come back home?
And the tricks try to get
on your dick. Makes you sick.
Will he come back home?
You are sad, getting pissed.
You grow mad. Just wont lift.
Will he come back home?
Throw some fits, and forget
how to live without him.
Will he come back home?

Chorus:
I don’t like this game
I know that you’re afraid
I hope you never lose your way
I hope you don’t cry out for me

Bridge:
Where’s my baby now?
Will I ever get a chance to say goodbye
or will my baby come home?
I love you-ou yeah.
Track Name: MySpace Guy (Single Version)
Chorus:
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’ve got the hottest page ya know.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I am the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the hottest one you know.

Verse 1:
Bradley’s back with whole new shit.
Enjoy the flow, let loose and live.
All my friends step in the mix.
You ain’t lived ‘til you’ve seen this.
So grab a friend; add request them.
Boy. you know life’s happenin’
right here in this Dot Com Land.
Bradley’s page has lots to give.

Hook 1:
You know you can’t beat me,
I’m the best in the neighborhood.
You know you can’t take me,
I’m the best MC in all of Cyber Hood.

Verse Rap 1:
I ain’t bashful, I’ll punch you in the chest,
and if you’re not careful you’ll be laid to rest,
and if you’re a hot one your ass will get the best
and if you think I’m playin’ you should put me to the test.
God only put me here for me to cause you stress.
Walkin’ around, I’ll put your head up in a mess,
but not for my friends, no, they deserve the best.
So do yourself a favor, get your name up on my list.

Chorus:
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’ve got the hottest page ya know.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I am the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the hottest one you know.

Rap Link:
Add me. Pimp me. Jerk me. Lick me.
Fuck me. Suck me. Lemmy tell ya simply.
I say ‘yo’ and you say ‘what?’
I send request, and you send love.
I post pics, you comment them up.
You see my page, and you fall in love.
It’s like that y’all. It’s like that y’all.
Yeah-e-ah-ah-e-ah, it’s like that y’all.

Verse 2:
Bradley’s back with whole new shit.
Enjoy the show. Let loose. Feel this.
Close your eyes, and hear this mix.
Shut your lip. Don’t start no shit.
No drama. Just deal with it.
Compromise, and then give in.
Think way back, and then relive.
Think back to when you were 6.

Hook 2:
Check out my new page code, and listen to my flows.
Read all of my blogs, and leave the love where it goes.
Check out my new songs, and comment on them.
I’m a flirt when it comes to sin.

Verse Rap 2:
I ain’t Chris Crocker with a tiny limp wrist
or pretty Jeffree Star queeny, teeny-weenie wimp.
I might like dick, but that don’t mean I’ve got a clit.
So make me your favorite with a clickity-click-click,
and if you’re a mouth-off your throat may get slit.
“Oh my god, Bradley, I love your shit.”
Oh, will you shut the fuck up you pussy little bitch.
Listen to Chris Crocker fuckin’ fiendin’ for my dick.
Keep fuckin’ talkin’ and your ass’ll get whipped.
‘Bitch Please’ I ain’t got the time for your lisp.
To get with this faggot you must come equipped.
I’ve said it before, and now you’ll hear it again:

Sang Link:
He’s gonna start some drama. He’s gonna start some drama. He’s gonna start some drama with you.

Chorus:
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’ve got the hottest page ya know.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I am the MySpace Guy.
Oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh
I’m the hottest one you know.

Bridge:
Now I know you know how to laugh.
And I know you know how to dance.
I know you can feel the beat.
Now stand right up and move them feet.

End:
Chris Crocker videos are so crazy.
He’s so dreamy with his southern slang.
Jeffree Star, he looks so tasty,
and his pink page is amazing.

But no one can amount
to the style that I bring.
Spittin’ and flowin’
and rappin’ as I sing.
Peace.

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