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ibust - for $$ lyrics

gimme the motivation for the art
fail on ya wack -ss beats with no heat and no heart
while sounding just like a fart and then bark
talking bout’ some cars glocks and gucci
but why did you start for money
just get out of the route
ya’ll look same as a girl scouts
worth about one penny on your feats
but i’m a cheer-rapper slaughterhouse
bounce and make the fake ricochet like hate
perpetrate loud and bake hard then eat you like a steak
r-t-rd and weak punks trying to enter in a game shame
it ain’t no game its just more fame or more bang bang
land of the slave fighting in free and equality lane
right but insane brain bringing lyrical pain
in vain you stay lame and blame everybody
so i came to blast tracks like gats lyrically
not signing autographs but i wrap around n roll the stash
physically and then rationally
funk ya’ll and mash stack no cash only fat sensi bags
drag you in the streets so you can see whats going on, in fact
like 2pac said lets end the war on the streets
by legalizing weed and stop greedy fighting for stupid racists laws
draw and feed when i explore another painting with the raw style and flow that compose my prose and just to show to most of your punk crew
how could i deny if you
just lying here with your stupid shooting dumbsters and lil’ p–poo
you didn’t wrote your own sh-t didn’t you?
don’t ask me if i rhyme about you man
cause if the shoes fit well
please man feel free to wear it
stay true like x to the zibit
keep one rolled and always stay out of the f-cking gimmicks or mimmicks
gimme the motivation for the art
fail on ya wack -ss beats with no heat and no heart

- ibust lyrics

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