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kid slim - 8 bit lyrics

[hook]
sometimes it’s the craziness that helps to keep me sane
i don’t even know half the sh-t inside my brain
and i’ve been on the road with my crew doing my thing
and now i got the stars in the middle of my aim, bang bang

[verse]
hold up middle finger, mister gave up on his major, mister underager rager, mister don’t f-ck with my paper, mister look i made the paper
number one spotter on the blotter
wake up in the morning like i need some f-cking water
take a sip and that sh-t definitely wasn’t water
spit, spit, spit it out, spit it out, what you holding back for
take your princess and really show her super smash bro
-ssh0l-, i know, i just got a knack for, spitting super hot sh-t like “i don’t even rap doe”
what’s crack-a-lackin’, rappin’, snappin’, loud packin’, stranger dappin’, booty smackin’, red jacket, modern mike jackson
high pitch laughing, half -ssin’, never slippin’ i got traction, never quittin’ i got p-ssion, d-mn irony’s such a b-st-rd
keep it poppin’….. pop, pop, pop, pop…… sorta like them candy rocks
can’t wait for the day my money gets longer than brandy’s locks
target of their shots, but yet they’re swaggin’ in my hand me downs
had to hit rap g*nius up just so they’ll understand me now
took a risk and this the life that i chose to live
laughing when they say that they’re impressed cuz i ain’t shown you sh-t, yet

[verse]
she’s in love, with this light skinned sinner with the stick figure, figure, half a rapper, half a singer, flow could’ve starred in the ringer
went from eating tv dinners to, eating tv dinners and doing shows, i take a hit, then i p-ss like i’m going through a toll
and it’s on…. yeah it’s on, yeah it’s on… yeah it’s on, yeah it’s on
came up in the game like “honey, i’m home!”
went up to my coach like “f-ck it i’m gone”
now i’m in the bar like “f-ck, i’m gone..”
19 shouldn’t even be in this b-tch
dissect a swisher put some weed in that b-tch
d-ck up and she’s down put my seed in that b-tch
now i’m like sh-t.. mouth should be watched out with soap
so many hot lines don’t know which bar to quote
mad you slept on me now ain’t you boy
but you’re still a ho at heart like a bagel, boy!
yeah, can i get that clap, can i get that hand clap?
let me see you hit that goudy, where my real fans at?!
always out here with my homies, where’s my fam at?
h-llo world it feels great to be back, yap, yap
said it feels great to be back
and this whole tape’s just a reminder you ain’t close to where i’m at

- kid slim lyrics

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