Lyrics I feel like bam margera (remix) by ​shinigami

Yuh, hello?
I call this sh*t aggressive cloud rap
Shoutout, shoutout to Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 4
Tony Hawk's Underground, 1 and 2, yuh (Hit this fire ass combo)
Hey, that's pretty good

I feel like Bam Margera
Pull up in that red Ferrari (Uh huh)
I'm a god, nothing can stop me
But my tricks are f**king sloppy (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
I feel like Bam Margera (Blah)
Pull up in that red Ferrari (Bang, bang)
I'm a god, nothing can stop me (Blah, blah, blah, blah)

I feel like Bam Margera (Yuh)
Pull up in that red Ferrari (Uh huh)
I'm a god, nothing can stop me (blah, blah)
But my tricks are f**king sloppy (Yuh)
I feel like Bam Margera (Uh huh)
Pull up in that red Ferrari
I'm a god, nothing can stop me (What?)
But my tricks are f**king sloppy (Yuh)

I'm out here scouting the roof
While you b*t*hes consume
36 bodies, thеy drop in they tombs
Stricken yo city like a f**king monsoon
Thеy never understand, till it happens to you
I slay from the left to the right, and they fall
I stand up on [?] and watch till they [?]
Cry out in pain, and they weep and the bawl
I laugh in their faces, now I'm standing tall
The ghost in the city, I'm reaping these bodies
My scythe's in my right, and you staring behind me
I never act kindly to fools, just like you
That sh*t is the truth, don't come to my room
These visions, they surround me
All them faggots that still doubt me
Better shut they f**king chest
Before I slice they ass so proudly
Got a swisher full of that Deathstar weed
We don't need you, b*t*h you been discharged
Had a hundred slits on my wrist, b*t*h
Now we jumpin' in the wraith, go So-Ho, hoe
I feel like Yung Trunks (Uh huh)
Just finished busting on her butt (Wha Woo)
f**k with me, you will get cut (Damn)
'cause my patience all erupt, hoe (Nah)
And these f**kers still out here popping xans
Got a lot of problems on yo f**king hands
Keep throwing that shade, now its on-demand
God damn (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Triple six, triple six b*t*hes, they all over this sh*t
She breaking her wrist when she j*rking my d**k (For real)
I bust it real quick, get back to the lick, yuh

I feel like Bam Margera
Pull out the purple Lamborghini (Lambo, Lambo)
My t-shirt say Thrasher (Thrasher)
But my d**k say Supreme (Supreme)
And I don't even f**king skate (no, I don't)
But I'm grinding everyday (everyday)
I feel like Bam Margera
Hit a [?} through ya [?} (Okay)

b*t*h, I'm Margera
Hit a kickflip in some Maison Margielas
Viva La Bam, bet Tony Hawk jealous
I'm bout my money like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
I came to my senses, I'm the grim reaper
That means I'm Billy, my b*t*h look like Mandy
She mad me bust, you can say that she's handy
Her body just ollie'd
She make it pop and I eat it like candy
Woo, all I wanna do is get a big house
About three stories
Make sure my family's straight
Known they not worried about no worries
Ya boys lazy like [?] eye
Element, element, I'm getting high
My tricks are sloppy, but so is her top
If you wanna picture, then I'll just go crop
This sh*t don't stop
I feel like Bam Margera
Pull out the purple Lamborghini (Lambo, Lambo)
My t-shirt say Thrasher (Thrasher)
But my d**k say Supreme (Supreme)
And I don't even f**king skate (No, I don't)
But I'm grinding everyday (everyday)
I feel like Bam Margera
Hit a [?} through ya [?} (Okay)