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Bars II
D-Moss
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Middle finger to the paparazzi
Cuz I be with the stick just like I'm Sydney Crosby
No breaks so how you thinkin you could stop me
I shoulda sold my soul to illuminatti
Mossburg in the back seat
Have these bitches running like a ma' fuckin track meat
Still bringing that Dope Music to crack feins
Y'all just doing to much relaxing
I figured out I wanna die up in the Dirty South
From a 80 round drum spraying in my mouth
Use to be dealer now I play the cards I'm dealt
While I'm swimming in the purple feelin like Michael Phelps
My vocal rythem blow a cardioid
I used to dream about rings and the Lombardi boy
Eat beats and rappers cuz ima an omnivore
And if they want beef I get ta bustin like it's intercourse
Who wanna die from these bars I spit
Who wanna die from these bars I spit
Who wanna die from these bars I spit
Who wanna die from these bars I spit
Yo moss don't they know you spit a chronicle
I don't know my effect be sticking like it's dominos
Uh you see they pussy like a Calico
In the vaginal i go radical obliteratin the camel toe
Lyrics cut you open like a cantaloupe
Just me and myself Like godsmack I stand alone
She just working in the field she a gold digger
Dudes be in they feelins cause the nickel plated chrome bigger
Watch my daddy struggle with the alchahole
Then I watched my brother struggle with the adderal
Then I watched my momma hustle like there's no tomorrow
On the beat I just kick it like I'm Steven Segal
I'm just a nappy headed white boy
The trailer park made me spit venom n' white noise
So only real mother fuckers hear it
You not lost up in my lyrics you just lost up in my spirit
Who wanna die from these bars I spit
Who wanna die from these bars I spit
Who wanna die from these bars I spit
Who wanna die from these bars I spit
Bought my first crib when I was 23
On this mic I'm dropping bombs like the Middle East
My flo be flexin like some neoprene
Off my recollection turn ya section to a murder scene
I see talking that shit my dude stop it
Cut these dick off like my name Loraina Bobbett
I'm Andre the giant you a hobbit
Pull ya head off lay ya spine on the carpet
D-Moss in all white they call me cotto
Shoot the k squattin kinda like I'm Ben Ladin
My homies repping colors they head like rodman
Now you vibin' This how I get ya head noddin'
In the L wit cannon like a dreadknott
One time for homies chillin fed locked
Me n' bars we are one like we wed locked
My flo slick like when oil cover the Deadlock
Frequently I'm a beast mc
From the east NC where the swamp grows green
So Subsequently mentally loosing my decency
I spit a frequency to make a blind man see
Ill L blow the horn no Cornucopia
Recognize my talent or you must be smoking the opium
Tuff as nails like I come from Ethiopia,
Bust ya yoke with the lyrics that might be stoking ya
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