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braidz mc - clean cut lyrics

[intro: braidz]
oh hi, you didn’t think i was gonna get grimey on this one huh?
well guess again!

let’s get it in…

[verse: braidz]
dependence for lighters – addicted to fire
sickest on the bill like kerser stickers on fivers
cynical rhymer if you’re missus is fine bruh
i’ll be all up on her panties like her knickers designer
either i’m off of the shrooms or it’s my hopsin influence
but every chick i’ve f-cked has been on top of the truth
and if i’m trying to chat one up and they’re like “piss off please, mate.”
i’ll use more jedi mind tricks than a hip hop dj
i’m ready to kick it like i’m stocking up shoes
i bleed from my soul – like there’s holes in my boots
you know the rhyme patterns can bless the textile
while these other heads smell like what’s under death’s belt
need that armpit surgery…
i used to be a rock in the plane too – i’ve just hit turbulence
c-nt been murdering – “teeth” the movie
always coming dope, lyric sheets for doobies

[chorus: braidz]
until they f-ck with my dream hard
until they’re touching on these nuts
until i’m stuck at the scenes front
until the day i’m buzzing i’mma come with the clean cut
until they’re starting to see bruz
i’m just puffing the green stuff
and i’ll be tucking the weed nug
’cause even when i’m buzzed motherf-cker i’m clean cut

[verse: braidz]
i’m sick of these homo acting, no flow rappers
the way that d-ck comes out there mouth it’s like a bl-wj-b backwards
if you think you’re picture perfect i’ll be photo snapping
i’m colder than the ice that has your show boats staggered
i should come with a sign saying “start with caution
or i’ll show you how i boot camps” – like army forces
now i’ve got these heads boppin’ like a raft that’s buoyant
ya’ll gon’ get this work like you’re starting employment
i’ve been move making plotting stuff behind the scenes
so if you don’t see me this year you’re suffering from eye disease
i’m precise when i speak like rifles with beams
i’m finding that teens are naming dude’s god mc’s with no bible’s to preach
test braidz, i’ll talk to your best babe
get laid, get her spread on the bed, mate
and if you walk in ’cause i’ve left late
we’re playing fantasy pirates – you might get your head caved
my show’s sick, no shit, i’m in love with my sets
and no i don’t lift – i’d rather not be stuck on the bench
had to go back to my roots – like i was f-cking an ex
and now i know i’m next to nothing but i’m something that’s next!

[outro: dj denno]
*dj scratches*

- braidz mc lyrics

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