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blaghmusic - nacl lyrics

[intro: blaghmusic]
ayy, yuh
ayy, yuh
ayy, yuh (5, 4, 3, 2, 1, woah)
ayy, yuh

[verse 1: blaghmusic]
they make the cake while i knead the dough
boy is a beast but ain’t holdin’ up 4
deadly and texan, then you’re on death row (blaghmusic)
bad rhymes is rare like down south snow (woo!)
last track, just can’t seem to miss (miss)
if this your bakery, i’m dissin’ the dish
ballin’ so much, it only just swish (fwshh)
tryna crack us, ain’t talkin’ bout ritz (skrrt)
smoke is real while you’re in the mist
bad dental care like you a brit (british, woah!)
periodic table on ’em, compound your clique
nacl after the mix

[verse 2: blaghmusic]
you’re makin’ music, stop immediately
‘cuz i guess trash music is spread out evenly
honestly, you should stop this tomfoolery
‘cuz, you know, i’m the greatest indubitably
now i own a roller rink (rink)
and i be wearin’ cuban links (links)
and while those statements are untrue (true)
who the heck are you to think? (ah)
i be rappin’, i don’t blink (blink)
you bought like, 5 golden sinks? (sinks?)
while my tracks keep my fans on the brink (brink!)
of the seat
make my hardest song, but, you just rinse and repeat (you just rinse and repeat)
excuse me, but no one sees you on their recommended feed (yeah, feed)
goofies be hatin’ for no reason ‘cept that they be bad at everything else (let him cook)
all my opps be lookin’ like russel van pelt (russel, russel?)
i reply with “cool”, my opps reply with “lel” (yeah, let him+let him cook)
i got records to sell, i got records to break
you got blood on your name, you are not in my lane
even your name is lame, even your name is tame
i guess it might just be fate
i got music to make, they got music to rate
so just stop throwin’ this shade, for real for real, that’s what i’m sayin’, gah! (that’s what he’s sayin’ bruh, let him cook, let him cook, let him cook)
[interlude: 8+bit brothers, blaghmusic]
woah woah woah!
woah woah woah!
woah woah woah!
like… wha?

[verse 3: 8+bit brothers]
you are a goofy, i already know
i can’t relate ‘cuz i am the goat (woah woah woah)
you are just bad and i’m in beast mode
‘cuz i’m flyin’ while you are just afloat
next episode, y’all be hatin’
goofies be goofies, and now it’s just blatant
y’all are just puppets that i’m just playin’
shoutout to puppets, innovation station
i was first place while y’all barely made it
enough with this braggin’, more of this rappin’
y’all don’t know how imma be lappin’
dabblin’ in fire, you gon’ admire
the case is dire, and we goin’ higher
the sky is the limit, made it through the wire
(sky is the limit, made it through the wire, woah woah woah woah woah)

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