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muze sikk - bars on bars lyrics

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getting hot like a chubby on a treadmill
knock em out
watch me hit it wit my louisville

going pop eyes silly
eating pop eyes till he
go pop for the milli

non stop with k!lling

if it doesn’t make sense then i’m a billy
goat that’s pr-ne to grope dough
and drive by ya city
throwing money out the roof
big willie
in the booth
burning tongues
no soup

they tell me i need to relax
i’m like f-ck that sh-t
x2

step with the pepper
i got to rep it intrepid
then imma say

that’s a motherf-cking flow to me

bet that i’m better
i bet i step it a level up
make em say

that’s a motherf-cking flow to me

and you look broke to me
like your supposed to be
what the f-ck you think i’m spitting all these vocals free?
better pay ya pal
i can do it back to back
f-ck a basic salary

mother f-cking legend
butch man destined
tell them haters rest in
peace
i need me a freak off a leash not a queen
a superficial splurge with the words on a spree

i’m snapping

young white business man rapping

money on the mind at all times i think it’s growing out my ears

i have a fun time no napping

gotta k!ll em with the multi milli flow
i bet i make a billion
that make a milli of them haters
go a spilling
im so silly
when i k!ll it
i’m a tell you how i’m feeling now
i’m feeling like im krillen
working harder than these children

ya

you ain’t on sh-t
that’s a motherf-cking fact
blast from the past when crash through that -ss
with a whole lotta cash off a whole lotta raps

this that sh-t you f-cking play when you about to make it legendary status
f-ck with me and you might boost your social status
i’m the only rapper in my state that’s actually making statements
that make sense
they waiting
for some aliens
in sp-ce ships

i provide the product for the people so the people keep on coming
butch man baby keep it swinging’ like a battle axe
thought that i was done but im back in action
i got a knack for rapping
your girl hit a high note like tony braxton
and i think most of these rappers should stick to fashion
ya

hit em with a semi automatic when i’m in it
i can tell you fake as f-ck because your come up isn’t etched in
stone
i bet you go broke
because your so so
your flow is so old
and won’t evolve no
nope

and they want more
my minds on go
i never slow
up
you a pup outta luck

beast on beats
see; i greet defeat
because you gotta eat sh-t before you reap the seeds
bet i cop a couple cribs overseas
ocean opens right up to the scene
i dont see you but you see me
and now you gettin mad but truthfully
truthfully…

i dont give
two f-cks
what you
think

i dont give
two f-cks
what you drink

you got bars?
well then spit em

boy

x2

butch man always on time
always with a dope rhyme
you know that you ain’t on my level boy
you ain’t on my level boy

b b boom
boom boom

muze sikk in the motherf-cking room
acc-mulating raps while i’m snapping rubber bands round my yu gi oh cards
b-tch i’qm harder than you

get a new view this voo doo i kick
it’s too soon to do what the rude dudes did
bootch with the noose off going
straight doom
doctor
prodigal
boss with the broom

i rip right through and spit right on your shoes
my mix shine bright like a light in a tomb
my sh-t takes flight like lighting up a doob
or taking p–p and throwing it across the f-cking room

b-tch

i said i’m harder than you

and i’m just getting started with the party; where’s the brew?
i could sip bicardi quick and fall into a fugue
or i could take a forty ounce and chug it till i’m blue

don’t take long to recoup
in the coup sipping dawn with ya boo

they with the sickness you about to witness this sh-t
young god in the stu

in the stu speaking truth

- muze sikk lyrics

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