BamScot
You wanna know me im Bam i am the BIGGEST CKY FAN and cky means Camp Kill Yourself so yea im a huge music fan im a skatboarder and if you want to know more add me!
I Absolutely Love The Habbo User I-SAID!!!!! She Makes My Day Bright Every Day Of The Year But On Some Days When Shes Gone Im Sad ,Worried And Scared Plus Her Mother Has Cancer So Yeah That Would Be Bad
mmk im bam scot and this is a page where i say shut the hell up you listen you comment on here then leave im a metal music lover i listen to to much music i have TERRIBLE INSOMNIA and i play half the instruments you can name so add me or get the f*ck out
Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kindNow, can I get an encore, do you want more?Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar
Now what the hell are you waiting for?
After me, there shall be no moreSo for one last time, *****, make some noise
Get 'em, JayWho you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me thatThe rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically atCan't none of y'all mirror me backYeah, hearin' 'me rap is like hearin' G Rap in his prime
Numb Encore
So for one last time I need y'all to roar
Now what the hell are you waiting for?
After me, there shall be no moreSo for one last time, *****, make some noise
Get 'em, JayWho you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me thatThe rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically atCan't none of y'all mirror me backYeah, hearin' 'me rap is like hearin' G Rap in his prime
Numb Encore
Yeah here we go for the hundredth time
Hand grenade pins in every line
Throw 'em up and let something shine
Going out of my *****ing mind
Filthy mouth, no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so i won't get loose
Truth is you can stop and stare
Run myself out and no one cares
Dug the trench out laid down there
With a shovel up out of reach somewhere
Yeah, someone pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Bleed It Out!
Hand grenade pins in every line
Throw 'em up and let something shine
Going out of my *****ing mind
Filthy mouth, no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so i won't get loose
Truth is you can stop and stare
Run myself out and no one cares
Dug the trench out laid down there
With a shovel up out of reach somewhere
Yeah, someone pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Bleed It Out!


































