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bny - xvii lyrics

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verse 1

wait up, let me give the game a little shake up
coming for my maker
time is getting wasted
i don’t wanna do another song that’s not a banger

see me coming hard cause i got bars
proved that i’m not starting a false cause
got another aussie goat pegged for the top spot
better head to the ladder think your favourite rapper just fell off

find to hard to admit
white kid spitting hard, faster than this
drive a hard bargain, i’m starting to win
don’t need a fast car, to be first in the b-tch

you will get hurt if you turn on the kid
wouldn’t work for a dime cause my targets the king
saw you ask for a chance but the lames never win
better head back to that cave that you live in
i promise you won’t be winning this

verse 2

f-ck that, you don’t know what you’re on about
ain’t no little kids running ’round with a potty mouth
cause of aussie rap, you’re just mad that we coming out
bet you’ll all be glad, pull the mask that i’m wearing down

you’ve been talking ’bout a stereopye here
got kers inside the studio trynna tell him it’s weird
rappers talking ’bout women are barely able to feel
what you thinking we never feed our girlfriends a solid meal?

been writing for 5 years, and never offended one
thinking women are idiots, see ’em they’re having fun?
some of the most dedicated rap fans i ever seen
have a v-g-n- and you be telling em to hate on me?

i can tell you honestly, never saw someone hit a women
if i did i wouldn’t let anybody get bl–dy for it
don’t you do it, hitting a female get you spread on the flaw
if you see a maggot abusing a women, smack his jaw

verse 3

make fun of me if you wanna, i love it
i’m waiting on any rapper who brave enough to want it
they’ve never seen me be honest when i be ripping up comments
would love for some compet-tion, these bars are hotter then comets

on re-entry, bet me
i could write a better song on eccys test me
you don’t wanna spark another hectic, entry
rhymes that have you suffering like epilepsy

call me a bully, a fully automatic that snaps back
on that rappers who told me i couldn’t hack it
i’m coming back with a hatchet, i’ll throw it you couldn’t catch it
i’m stacking wins like i’m ratchet, not playing games like insomniacs

i’ve earned the patch, like jax, yo i’m waiting in line
be the president of everything, i’m stirring up hype
give it a go, you wanna know what is it like
to be in the sights of a murderer whose never been able to hide

- bny lyrics

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