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balistik - anti freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, balistik
man’s back on this
listen, uh

[verse]
dust down dons, tell me what you’ve done
don’t bring up that sh+t, ’bout you shoot tons
cuz we out ‘ere, you ain’t got a clue, son
what you know about riding, making yutes run?
gang’s if n+ggas snitchin’ on fusion
yeah, we had the biggest kitchens, we’ll use them
back then, ’bout points getting proven
cg, i was old school, jerusalem
these d+ckheads probably clocked somewhere out
if i’m on your block, i’ll make you run a mile
i’ll make ’em shiver, swing at his liver
leave him in a river, crocodile
you’re a hatеr, i guess you need a poke
good fat fl!ck ting make ‘еm bleed, just smoke
don’t let it buss, you are untrained
darg, i guess you need a coach
swinged so many shanks, are you dumb, son?
big yanks, if you see it, you ‘garn run
little ting, same size as your young, yum
no beating, if it’s beef, i’ll come n’ cum
maybe you act bad, but i’m badder
i do this for fun, ain’t a rapper
i don’t rap a tune, when i clap, they’re true
plus i do dirts like a badger
loud weight, ’bout the ting’s loaded
all fake, in it for the show ‘bis
dons can’t hack it, barry [?]
he fell down, ring around the roses
tell the pr+ck, “where’s the p’s? want it pr+nto”
darg, i don’t care if you’re strong, though
‘cuz once i back out my yank
he’s guaranteed to dance, azonto
getting frustrated, starting to fight again
‘cuz n+ggas getting gassed like hydrogen
youse still only holding pumps, try men
best know, if i can’t find you, i’ll slice your friends
dust down you, you’re a liar, you ain’t done sh+t
ain’t talking tramper, you’d make ’em front flip
all my haters know, balistik does this
how many times have you heard that i bun wizz?
make ’em sprint on a usain bolt ting
ain’t talking big suits when i’m smoke him
talks like a g and he’s making p
leave him in the sea, dolphin
named my shank april, she’s a lady
she’s the reason why i ride and chase gs
i’ll march in your block with opal
and catching a case is a maybe
darg, i don’t care if you squat smoke
if you ain’t a cat ting, then we cycle
shank game awesome, got it when i saw him
or i aim at his jordan, ask michael
yeah, i got that stick, boy, ask kyle
leave an end, twis’ life, no mile
i’m tryna make p like sile
so i can show these haters i got kyles
yo, fusion, pass the tray
these dons want jam like marmalade
“what time we riding?” like, half past eight
before summer, gotta bark it, mate
you really thing the swammy jams?
yes, believe the maggy bangs
in cab, heading to your block
on a dark night, robbing battyman
swim with the fish and the shark k!lls
you’re whippin’ out, punk, chill your car wheels
p+ssy talking ’bout, “you’re caked”
nah, you don’t get jack, yeah, ask jill



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