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jordan bunke - verbal assault lyrics

[verse 1]
i stepped to the plate and i’m finished with the warm-up
stay with the game in college hype the whole dorm up
but right now i’m aberhart, riling an orange storm up
marvin’s room for improvement, watch me bring my form up
team showing me love, shout out to the kurta twins
yellow tape paper trail, peep my murdering
no prejudices, sample every genre: spoken word or hymn
soothsayer say it sooth, got my career furthering
no stupid phrases here, you can leave ‘em ferda dims
support; call me when you need me, beep me like i’m kim
fourth track got me bolder, got me older, sremmlife slim jim
girls back on now that i’m hot, saying things like “i’m with him”
she’s a reader, so i picked up the same novel
i’m h-ssan with the cleft lip, dropping bombs like kabul
i pick up a silver shovel, the game’s grave that i’m digging
rule late night alone, i’m like fallon sans higgins
this ain’t real madrid c.f., and this ain’t no juego
spitting white hot flames, los blancos, pure fuego
scramble rappers around i hope that’s how you like a huevo
fresh star blowing up, see me far like super-nuevo, bam
bam, bam, bam

[verse 2]
ting ting ting, listen as my cash register
she’s a ticc ting, i’m her trimmer, hedge minister
she finds me interesting, couldn’t reseest as i dos equis’ed her
should have seen me slide in, seen the way that i finessed her
trying to find my niche, this song something ‘round trappy
people don’t take me seriously cause they think my hair nappy
the quote unquote real ones a la escuela only bling themselves out
but they like cr-p on a catapult and i’mma fling ‘em all out
i see your grades struggling, you could use a holiday
i got your flipped tq flipped on that tap and pay
and when i leave your crib while you lounging in the bay
i turn around and put some holes in it with my ak
i’m a fan of fish, stay enjoying that savory cod
your girl is eye candy, she got a flavor-y bod
english had you see my essay sk!ll but not my rap god
this a lesson to the goon gang since i’m not in your squad
last one up is the anglicized version of yusef
stay out the learning commons or i’ll leave you with bruises
curbs do a lot but violence one of my favorite uses
ballers tapping out, i’ll see you later boys, deuces
now that i got the gooney gang out of the way
i got money that my loony gang waiting to make
n-body’s really about it man, rappers stay fake
but i’m down like doughy gordon ramsay, baby shake and bake
aber kann er es auf deutsch ist was sie alle fragen
naturlich, ich hab nie einen vollen magen
meine woerter sind geil, und mein style uberragend
also, so geht’s, jungs, was kann mann dazu sagen?
somebody lock me up: this is verbal -ssault
but the game was slacking, it’s the other rappers fault
my fan base stay loyal and committed like a cult
and we practice dark arts, boy, this is the occult
fz is the only place that i always hate
she put me there; but it isn’t my fate
put these bars in her face like she behind prison gates
and change my situation with a lucky number eight, roll

[verse 3]
had to loop the beat around because my flow too long
try to keep it out your head but this your favorite song
i’m the commander-in-chief, ringing 16 penn like ding dong
mich-lle answer the door and let me in just as the dinner gong
who’s that fake flex-er that always repping mayweather?
take that hat off or i’ll have to strap you with the leather
sting like a bee, and float like a feather
while you represent a wife beater, tell me how’s the nether?
back to back golds, i’m winning two races
about to shut the haters up, smiles leaving faces
last thing waiting ‘fore that glow-up are these d-mn metal braces
and then i’ll bring the game back up after i put them through the paces
i’m the best of both worlds: natural selection
scr-p both clinton and the donald: i’m taking this election
leave the rubbers for the wussy boys, i don’t need protection
n-body stopping me once i get that …

- jordan bunke lyrics

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