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Ugh...
These are the type of bars that you inhale
I can school niggas like Harvard yall are frail
Or you in Hell, when I put you in the I.V. sorta
Like you started off in Yale, now you get help
You broke niggas hated and cant stand shit
I go H.A.M. on this bread, thats a sandwich
My swagger too extravagant, you average
Faggots like Brenda's baby, yall trash kids
It's like it's hater that hate what they like
Some are dumb enough to claim I aint nice
Y'all nuts, get a grip like Damon and Mike
You niggas outdated, so Im taking your mics
Too fake for the crown, dont mean dentistry
Even those weak bars dont mean shit to me
Hurt your feelings, like you rarely can chew
Y'all sleepin' for change, then I'ma fairy to you
My team is waiting outside like a punt return
Then when it kicks off, we'll get to run in first
The Eagle kick back like Henry's punt returns
So when y'all drop the ball, it's a fumble nerd
See I throw more punches than BMagic does
Be acting up? Ima flip you like a BMagic punch
You get no looks after a cut, that'll be magic stuff
No looks gave him a pass, it what Magic's does
I take offense to yall dawgs, I need to beware
You see my circle, y'all deemed to be squares
If the trey is fulla blocks, then it's not nice
Cause the trey pop out blocks, you got iced
Damn that's cold, yes... I scribble the best
Rock in my flows, that's the ripple effect
MCs tryna take the best, no name endear it
Looking for my spot, that's a game of Twister
Call me Charlie Bucket, as I flowin' writtens
Going through rappers like Golden Tickets
OopaLoompa, guna singing, dont chance me
These nerds get stretch out, no rope candy
Get off my sacks, like Bart teasing Lisa
Fuck the Simpsons, I squeeze the heater
And watch as you depart and tear through
Blew off your top like it's Marge's hairdo
Faggots you get smacked if I see your hatred
Lines got you out of state, Stacks deportation
Your basic, I kill these niggas, I aint Dexter
You spinnin' from pieces, yeah we play Tetris
I freestyle, while it sounds written to you
Throw you off the top like Bishop in Juice
Y'all so wacked, I need me a base ball bat
When y'all say yall dope, literally it means...
THEY ON CRACK
Because if any nigga tryna get me or take mines
Get measuring tape, since y'all waste lines
Y'all are easily liars, still meagre and silenced
Got stuff in stored, everything in my Media's fire
These are the type of bars that you inhale
I can school niggas like Harvard yall are frail
Or you in Hell, when I put you in the I.V. sorta
Like you started off in Yale, now you get help
You broke niggas hated and cant stand shit
I go H.A.M. on this bread, thats a sandwich
My swagger too extravagant, you average
Faggots like Brenda's baby, yall trash kids
It's like it's hater that hate what they like
Some are dumb enough to claim I aint nice
Y'all nuts, get a grip like Damon and Mike
You niggas outdated, so Im taking your mics
Too fake for the crown, dont mean dentistry
Even those weak bars dont mean shit to me
Hurt your feelings, like you rarely can chew
Y'all sleepin' for change, then I'ma fairy to you
My team is waiting outside like a punt return
Then when it kicks off, we'll get to run in first
The Eagle kick back like Henry's punt returns
So when y'all drop the ball, it's a fumble nerd
See I throw more punches than BMagic does
Be acting up? Ima flip you like a BMagic punch
You get no looks after a cut, that'll be magic stuff
No looks gave him a pass, it what Magic's does
I take offense to yall dawgs, I need to beware
You see my circle, y'all deemed to be squares
If the trey is fulla blocks, then it's not nice
Cause the trey pop out blocks, you got iced
Damn that's cold, yes... I scribble the best
Rock in my flows, that's the ripple effect
MCs tryna take the best, no name endear it
Looking for my spot, that's a game of Twister
Call me Charlie Bucket, as I flowin' writtens
Going through rappers like Golden Tickets
OopaLoompa, guna singing, dont chance me
These nerds get stretch out, no rope candy
Get off my sacks, like Bart teasing Lisa
Fuck the Simpsons, I squeeze the heater
And watch as you depart and tear through
Blew off your top like it's Marge's hairdo
Faggots you get smacked if I see your hatred
Lines got you out of state, Stacks deportation
Your basic, I kill these niggas, I aint Dexter
You spinnin' from pieces, yeah we play Tetris
I freestyle, while it sounds written to you
Throw you off the top like Bishop in Juice
Y'all so wacked, I need me a base ball bat
When y'all say yall dope, literally it means...
THEY ON CRACK
Because if any nigga tryna get me or take mines
Get measuring tape, since y'all waste lines
Y'all are easily liars, still meagre and silenced
Got stuff in stored, everything in my Media's fire