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bars brothers – spit it lyrics

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[chorus + young korgy]
if you call yourself an emcee, that just means you gotta spit it
even dressin’ up in gucci, versace, you better spit it
if you trippin’ with my squad, you better know i’m gonna spit it
i ain’t f+ckin’ with them twitter fingers, b+tch, i’m ‘bout to spit it

if you call yourself an emcee, that just means you gotta spit it
even dressin’ up in gucci, versace, you better spit it
if you trippin’ with my squad, you better know i’m gonna spit it
i ain’t f+ckin’ with them twitter fingers, b+tch, i’m ‘bout to spit it

[verse + young korgy]
what happened to the emcees? y’all false and just offend me
young korgy, b+tch, i’m k!llin’ like a motherf+ckin’ emcee should
f+ck your platinum records, ‘cause in my playlist, y’all sh+t is wood
you lil’ rappers listen to wu+tang like you wish you could
be as good as them, but don’t put in the effort that you would
if you weren’t fallin’ asleep on live ‘cause of all them drugs
now, don’t get me wrong, ’cause them drugs are also in my blood
but the difference is that i am more than a drug fiend
and i would never, ever let that sh+t control me
i’ve got reverence for this rap, to me this sh+t is holy
this is my religion, the old school is my scripture
and if you think i’m trippin’, well b+tch, you better spit it

[chorus + young korgy]
if you call yourself an emcee, that just means you gotta spit it
even dressin’ up in gucci, versace, you better spit it
if you trippin’ with my squad, you better know i’m gonna spit it
i ain’t f+ckin’ with them twitter fingers, b+tch, i’m ‘bout to spit it
if you call yourself an emcee, that just means you gotta spit it
even dressin’ up in gucci, versace, you better spit it
if you trippin’ with my squad, you better know i’m gonna spit it
i ain’t f+ckin’ with them twitter fingers, b+tch, i’m ‘bout to spit it

[verse + big shir]
i’m ‘bout to spit like a one+eyed lizard
when you f+ck around and tickle his gizzards
or a camel that wears f+ckin’ camo
sneaks up on you with motherf+ckin’ ammo
ballplayer when he’s packed full of chew
spits on the ground like “f+ck you gonna do?”
wet up the grass like a sprinkler does
got her all wet, what you think it was?
‘bout to spill it like a coffee pot
that just got dropped, ‘cause you know it’s hot
waiter at a table when he dropped the sh+t
could help, but you laughed and heckled him
an overflowed toilet bowl pours over on the floor
glasses that are filled too full, but f+ck it, ‘cause now you drinkin’ more
i be rippin’ the beats that are made too neat
‘less i hate my sh+t and then i tear up the sheet
or rippin’ it like it’s a tear in your pants
and watch as you do an embarrassing dance
i’m rippin’ it up, ‘cause like, f+ck these bills
they don’t wanna see me without these pills
or like how you rippin’ up a love letter
f+ck ‘em, they should’ve learned to love you better
[chorus + young korgy]
if you call yourself an emcee, that just means you gotta spit it
even dressin’ up in gucci, versace, you better spit it
if you trippin’ with my squad, you better know i’m gonna spit it
i ain’t f+ckin’ with them twitter fingers, b+tch, i’m ‘bout to spit it

if you call yourself an emcee, that just means you gotta spit it
even dressin’ up in gucci, versace, you better spit it
if you trippin’ with my squad, you better know i’m gonna spit it
i ain’t f+ckin’ with them twitter fingers, b+tch, i’m ‘bout to spit it



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