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mastamiind - just bars! (freestyle) lyrics

[verse 1]
zipped, zoned, above zion
zebra zappers, rapping ravaging f-gs
who flap cr-p like “fabolous” out they mouth trap
trapping’s wack, b-tch i’m a dragon
the way i am, is jagged, like a knife without a handle
the sabbath, with the mac, to match the path
of murder past, and the palace is my balance
like the board, above the malice, and my pallet
packs more than pitter patter in the pentagon
and the capital with pakistanian f-nny packs
attached to it, with the lavish tracks, i’m p-ssing
more a morals to the less with cash, and
i’m degrading, stating that you’ll be great
cause no man or kid, with manifest, my greatness
my worst track is better than you everything you made
and the way i’m spitting it’s like a prost-tute in las vegas
gave me time to relax, as she hazely m-st-rbated me
i’m grading, like cheese shredded, embedded
with more of an maniacal laughter than d-ck dastardly
and muttley, on a car chase, you wh0r-s basic
basically i’m basing it, as the b-ss states, your either flat
or ya face, is not able to keep rating, is more
or less, i’ll decapitate it, like the head of a fly
that the venus ate and resurrected the wrecking
of any record from sl!ck rick, or wayne when
he with the hot boyz, the allegory, with the sk!lls
to turn a dog to a robot, like rick and morty
conceptually, i’m creating crazes, that slim shady
would call amazing, even rate it out of ten
it’s a piece of a cake, the bacon baker
cause i hate the pigs, like a jew did, don’t lose it
can’t compare to anybody, i musically do karate
i feel like i’m john gotti, eye on you, like illuminati
i’m shooting to the sky, like it galaga
battlestar galactica, rapping up, bubble
on me, i defect anything, that you adding up
with a pair of boxing gloves, and a 9
at ya abdamon, grabbing mics, gonna give me
hand problems, i’ve been rocking with rock
since a child, use to skipped rocks, skipped weeds
didn’t even pull em, but the gr-ss grew
that just tell em, he’s a bad bull
i’m never healing, i come back like deadpool
and i’m leaving n-ggas silent, like a mouse school
triggered -ss-ssin, my sk!lls are a blessing
to the best, i’m the jackie chan to a jaden
pay me, the most evil n-gga, since hades
i never was the one, k!lling ones for a daisy
i’m the one, that will k!ll in a f-cking battle
i leave in a shake of a rattle, i cut in the ghetto
better settle, i’m a veteran, my d-ck, i told
ya b-tch, to jacket, like a letterman, who’s better than
the one spitting from the mental den
i’m sick like medicine, could’ve been a king
but i’d rather spit a 16, like it’s sweet queen
bada boom, bada bing, the king of anything
the hit of the weed, is what a lil n-gga need
the median is who told a n-gga i wasn’t mean?

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