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funkoars – bootleg it lyrics

[verse 1: trials]
ayy, bootleg it, i don’t give a f-ck who said it
whose record, whoever the f-ck pressed it
you can’t steal a style like trials (that’s a no no)
second brain carbon copy like han solo
no photos at techno nights
looking like kimbo slice and retro nights, huh
i’d rather be drinking rum till i’m asked to leave
or at home with my mum if you ask police
t, just about to let you know
if you catch a fish bigger than you to never let it go
they run their mouth, uh, they can’t help it
knowin’ i’m the joker of the pack that don’t get dealt with
all aboard the sinking ship
fightin’ a [?] battle with no oars to paddle, huh
ain’t cheap [?] making you move
if your shoe fits, i’m lacin’ and makin’ a noose, motherf-cker

[chorus: trials]
bootleg it, bootleg it, you can’t buy sk!lls like this
tapes or disc, i don’t give a f-ck
bootleg it, bootleg it, p-ss the starter round
dj put the stylus down, they wanna
bootleg it, bootleg it, you wanna steal it?
rack it? jack it? put it in your jacket
to bootleg it, bootleg it, see i ain’t payin’ for shit
bootleg it, i ain’t payin’ for shit

[interlude: trials]
check these little djs out, looking like mysterious girls and shit
you can’t bootleg sk!lls f-ckers, reflux, break it down baby

[scratches interlude 1: dj reflux]
“yeah, ‘cause i’m on some old new shit”
“yeah, ‘cause i’m on some old new shit”
“think-think-think—yeah”
“think twice” “’cause i’m on some old new shit”
“think-think-think-think…” “yeah”
“think twice” “’cause i’m on some old new shit”
“some old new shit”
“think twice” “’cause i’m on some old new shit
i got more styles than you see in a kung fu flick”

[pre-verse: sesta]
bootleg it, i ain’t paying for shit
bootleg it, i ain’t paying for shit
bootleg it, bootleg it, i ain’t paying for shit
bootleg it, i ain’t paying for shit, ayy

[verse 2: sesta]
you ain’t, you ain’t ever gonna get it
rapper can put it down but you ain’t going to sell it
straight from the belly and probably the baddest, i’m gonna
fill it with madness before i’m gone
and that will not be long ’cause of where we get down
is high risk like starin’ at pamela lee’s mouth
come from a city, rap like you don’t
bro, that’s sc-mmy like a b-tch that smoke; and that’s real
i got the feeling i’m k!lling the floor
she got the spirit and the system and pill in her jaw (gulp)
disappear [?] out the system
i don’t vote nor pay for your opinions
they mean nothing to me
you keep suckin’ on the hand for the love of the cheese
so bootleg it, bootleg it, i ain’t paying for shit
bootleg it, i ain’t paying for shit

[chorus: trials]
bootleg it, bootleg it, you can’t buy sk!lls like this
tapes or disc, i don’t give a f-ck
bootleg it, bootleg it, p-ss the starter ’round
dj put the stylus down, they wanna
bootleg it, bootleg it, you wanna steal it?
rack it? jack it? put it in your jacket
to bootleg it, bootleg it, see i ain’t payin’ for shit
bootleg it, i ain’t payin’ for shit

[verse 3: hons]
trials drop the beat, let it smash like an antique
sample never cleaner, drums bangin’ like a stampede
one hundred percent authentic
no cheap-shot punch lines that even are f-ckin’ poor, get it?
fill the tracks like no more gaps
and after last year, i don’t want to hear no raps
but i’m a bitter f-ck, ask your girl how this b-st-rd tastes
ain’t find my disc in a balinese marketplace
c-ck sucker, ask their credit
like they’re tryna [?] air force one with the box cutter
twice as gross, certifiedly dope
same goes to my crew like an [?]
but i don’t give a f-ck, go ahead and bootleg it
that ain’t so easy when my squad always legless
[?] and flux, pure like my crew
my skin type is nail so good luck trying to bite through

[scratches interlude 2: adfu]
“step to this, you’re good as gone”
“[?]”
“step to this, you’re good as gone”
“blow you-blow you-blow you-blow you out of the frame”
“step to this, you’re good as gone”
“release the bomb”
“blow you-blow you-blow you out-out of the frame”

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