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ovl (icon okee x moufpece da rippa) - bullshit lyrics

[verse 1: icon okee]
got a heart full of coal
can’t stop i just go… like spartans in droves
noah’s ark with the flow
how hard do this go? picture all black robbin’ like “whoa!”
get down on the floor…
with your whips and your chains, n-ggas industry slaves
shuckin’, jivin’ and coonin’
all the glitz and the fame, all the sh-t that you say
why you lyin’? it’s bullsh-t
put the p-ssy on the chainwax, put the p-ssy on the chainwax
this that new sh-t
“oh you tryna start a thing huh? ain’t n0body ever say that!
i just googled it!”
for my fam, i’m beastin’, like liam neeson
you don’t like me? you tweakin’
you ain’t never as good like reheated pizza
fat lady sing like sia
i see ya like “cia”; cia
yeah we need prenup
you bia bia, take you back in the day
skull and the crossbones
what it say on my tombstone? i’m a dead man walkin’
native undertaker, i’ma bury every hater… in a fresh -ss coffin
y’all n-ggas on some bullsh-t

[hook: malcom x]
“after kidnapping millions of black people from africa, stripping them of all human characteristics and relegating them to the role of chattle or cattle or animals, commodity, merchandise that could be bought and sold at will… and then 100 years since the emanc-p-tion proclamation, using any type of deceptive method to further us into slavery, i think that it would take a whole lot of nerve for white people today to ask negros ‘do they hate them’.”

[verse 2: moufpece da rippa]
i’m a human train wreck
hopped off the train tracks, n-gga choo’n choo’n
and suwoop’n
picked up the mic had to put down the hoopin’
where im from you a target if you ballin’ too much
you talkin’ too much
you puffin on that gas and its charging you up
n-gga i will sgt. slaughter you up
pistols, shotguns, choppas and stuff
man what the f-ck, all these half -ss trappers
f-ck all these racist -ss crackers
180, yeah b-tch, excuse my backwards
hollow tips reverse him backwards
twisting my vega and backwoods
because my ancestors went through back woods
now my metal detectors on backpacks
im from the 80s era of the mad crack
n-gga you ain’t even seen half that
where your battle scars? where your tags at?
rappers need to worry about their ascap
before their rapping -ss gets their -ss capped
f-ck your approval and hand daps
fake -ss smiles and hand claps
this all grind no handouts
shut your mouth before its man down
i shoot all guns til the last round
kick out, reload, pow pow!
or get deebo’d, “who want it now?”
it ain’t two hand touch when you out-of-bounds
f-ck -ss boy…

[outro: bob dylan]
reporter: why do you still do it why are you still out here?
bob dylan: well it goes back to the destiny thing, i made a bargain with it, you know, a long time ago and i’m holding up my end…
reporter: what was your bargain?
bob dylan: to get where i am now…
reporter: should i ask you who you made the bargain with?
bob dylan: -laughter- you know with the chief commander
reporter: on this earth?
bob dylan: -laughter- yeah on this earth and then in a world we can’t see

- ovl icon okee x moufpece da rippa lyrics

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