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BET! (Goku Black)

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Walk in this shit, you get pressed New me get up your bench All black here for your funeral Always conveniently dressed Bitch, I been moving on new shit You knew me, ain't none of him left You think you got something to prove, well, then bet! Bet! Bet! Bet! Bet! Ginyu banging the set Boy band, you ain't a threat Think you got me with the numbers Look how they already dead Look how they begging for mercy Look how they already bled But if you gotta get something off of your chest - Bet! Bet! Bet! Bitch, you got something to say to me? Bitch, I'mma god, better pray to me You mortals all look the same to me Aim at me? Bitch, I start laughing and spray the beam Yo, I'm really finna black out Feel like I'm Tony Soprano - I'm taking the trash out Eyes on me I'mma lash out Handing out naps Throw hands 'till he pass out, huh You throwing stones from a glass house Talking shit 'bout these people You can't be no equal to Beef with no man I ain't scared 'bout what he gon' do So close to losing it Give me a reason to He talking shit with his mans And now he in two We ain't 'bout the peace We more into piecing you You make your debut There won't be no season two I got a bag that I'm eager to reach into Got an adhesion to greatness No matter the time, bitch I am divine You want to box with the god, bitch? Hop in the line You die That's not a surprise SS two Ain't stopping the rise Catch one two And you closing your eyes Big black truck We popping the trunk You gassed on ten Get stopped on a dime, huh Walk in this shit, you get pressed I'm on a spree to be next, huh I make a blade from thin air He talk 'bout the boy Then I'm sticking his neck I could rip a wormhole in your whole world, bro Make your queen fold Discard your whole set Feel good 'bout your hand Put your money where your mouth is Bet! Bet! Bet! Bet! Walk in this shit, you get pressed New me get up your bench All black here for your funeral Always conveniently dressed Bitch, I been moving on new shit You knew me, ain't none of him left You think you got something to prove, well, then bet! Bet! Bet! Bet! Bet! Ginyu banging the set Boy band, you ain't a threat Think you got me with the numbers Look how they already dead Look how they begging for mercy Look how they already bled But if you gotta get something off of your chest - Bet! Bet! Bet! Vet, but I'm new on the scene Keeping it fresh But I'm still coming throughout the beam See how you talk in the threads Loose lips Have you bitches come loose at the seams How I get better with time? Young motherfuckers asking to beauty routine Bitch, I just came from the future Turns out ain't nobody can do it like me Uh Thought you gon' get you a pump Huh So that's why you went for the Trunks Huh Pen mightier than sword Huh Your plot armor can get stuck Huh No fair fighting immortals Huh That one life can get fucked And so if you wanna fight Fuck with the boy, then it's up! Up! Up! Up! You don't wanna dice with death I kill if I left either side of bed It's right, left, when I left They ain't right in head They time leapt Buddy thinking he can rise the dead His mind gone Why he didn't think to mind his step They fly high 'till I come and butterfly effect They spiderwebbed in time with no spider senses And they got a side character on line defenses Dissect them Can't help it Born sinner Portal hopped all to toy with my dinner Morsel drop I deploy right with 'em My sword'll strike 'till there's no life in 'em No threat coming with death Death Ten toes foot on your neck Neck Think you gon' leave with your breath? Well, then Bet! Bet! Bet! Bet!