Exposure Lyrics

Be nothin' but bleak and it starts to sink

Ain't nothin' to me but another blink

Words words words by Bo Burnham

Didn't mean to burn you bro

But I'm still in my parents' home

About to take it a loan to get a car

Leave em scarred without putting in a catchy chorus

Liftin' weights and waitin' for the copy

Another hobby goblin on my back

From the slack left behind

Keep on wonderin' how to find

Nothin' but a bunch of lines

Don't know a thing about the grind

Here's some time for us

Waitin' for exposure

Hate to take out another soldier

Waitin' for the order right in front of the eyes

Cuttin' ties and rollin' dice

Spin the dial, pick a track and drop a rap

Another pat on the back

Entertain the stands

Another lens to view the world

Nothin' but a bunch of squirrels searchin' for their nuts

I'm on break, writin' raps cause I never sleep

Yet always dreamin

Reiterate my meaning to those creepin' on my work

Bring to light a new idea

I'll see ya later

Savor the flavor, what I'm always doin'

I got friends in higher places

Don't know what the look will be on my face this time

The realest of the real

Ain't nobody ever gonna steal that place from me

Got a long line to my right that stretches to my left

Few get the view of the inside of my mind

Flow so sick the way I spit it, it is so divine

Always in my prime, sour like a lime

Crack a smile or it's a crime

Waitin' for exposure hate to take out another soldier

Waitin' for the order right in front of the eyes

Cuttin' ties and rollin' dice

Waitin' for exposure hate to take out another soldier

Waitin' for the order right in front of the eyes

Cuttin' ties and rollin' dice

Wind on my back keeps me movin' forward

Gotta tell the lord to let me hold the reins

Don't need people to obey

Cuz they'll come by again and I'll slay em one more time

Leave it in the past

never need a cast with how I do it

Two or three man show only one on the mic though

Catch me on the side and I might slow down

Explain all the lanes

You can't see cuz you're afraid

Gettin' twisted like a braid

Looks nothing but amazed from the way I can portray

Anything I say

Might as well call me trippy ray

How I can't explain a maze

Just dazed and confused

Add a muse to the list

With a fist so far up your ass

Another puppet joining the cast I laugh at

Itching to know how I amassed a way to make anybody on any path obey

Maybe said like a few thousand words in my life

They are all the same

Not talking about into the mic

Think you might have me on a hook

When I'm the one that gave it to you

Blueprints memorized

One second look and I got it sized up

Straight facts

The weight of the world on my back

Waitin' for exposure hate to take out another soldier

Waitin' for the order right in front of the eyes

Cuttin' ties and rollin' dice

Waitin' for exposure Hate to take out another soldier

Waitin' for the order right in front of the eyes

Cuttin' ties and rollin' dice