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recluse & the monsturr – baller anthem lyrics

[verse 1] (monsturr)
something like a trifecta, call it musketeers, best believe the baller crew is who you’re born to fear, so put em up you mother f+cking punk & drop your weapon, we holding everybody up you stupid b+tch so get to stepping
walk the plank & face the gallows cuz i’m hanging you up like a post+it note b+tch, i’m gonna call your bluff so phone home & let your gang know that there ain’t no way out, prepped & ready to straight ball & f+cking spray this thing out
melt your face with a couple 9mm casings, smoking bullet wounds in your skull punk, your dome disintegrating, player+hating & running that mouth, foretell your fortune, torture the oppressors, blood & gore, leave a mess for your loving family to clean up, triple+team these fiends up, flex nuts & get the haters straight deadeye in the crosshairs, throw it up, balling & having these b+tches crawling is our cross to bear
so think twice before you step to this triple threat, catch you in a cold sweat, serving up death sentences to innocents & haters, everyone’s a victim, hit em with conviction, prescription for pain, say the name in vain?, last mistake you make & then we f+cking up this game, buck+buck on these lames, shameless names of slain dames & fine dimes, the life & times of a couple ballers, cookie cookie coming through to flex on you & murk your f+cking dollars..

[verse 2] (recluse)
introduce you to the real me, the guy that never gave a f+ck about his enemies, the one who gave a f+ck about no hoe, “love b+tch?, we just met & i just f+cked you so hit the road”, it’s true, f+ck a relationship, you want a title?, name this d+ck, it’s sick but i’m still with the same clique, the crew, ball out til i fall out, i thought you knew, hit em while they flex & everyday find new hoes to s+x, never live in the past & there are no regrets, i scheme to get the means that i want to achieve
receive some dome & never calling anywhere home, b+tch i’m full+grown, boy you better watch that tone, mob that ass like capone, always shooting, always got tricks up in my sleeve, c’mon now, i know you remember me, timothy, big hands & a hard d+ck, busting nuts in the jaw of your baby b+tch, quick to light you up like a bic, break your f+cking spine if you get out of line, no lie, what you know about this life coming up through strife?, we are not alike, i’m living by the knife, my sk!lls can’t be reached, from north texas to long beach
yeah the flows are back, actually i never quit, i’ll always spit the realest & it’s harder than a block hit, can’t hang with this, i’mma shark swimming in a school of fish, attack & mack your girl til it’s time to make that p+ssy queef, just hoping you beef cuz i’ll steal your jaw like a f+cking thief, you’re a rookie, i’mma chief, don’t play with me, capiche?, anything you want we got, everything we are you’re not, that’s why i’m in your spot, you slipped up & got caught, now prepare that ass for this slaughter onslaught..

[verse 3] (monsturr)
get the f+ck up!, this sh+t’s the baller anthem, get up & then i will split your sh+t up so don’t come to me throwing a f+cking tantrum, randomly in tandem, come with me, the f+cking phantom, hold you for eternity without a ransom, with the demon dancing, as i’m steadily advancing i can see you glancing, tangle with sampson & you can be sure that a fist will come flying up into your face like hanson, mmmbop b+tch!, learn your f+cking lesson, when’s it gonna stop snitch?, i’m still holding hostages with a f+cking bostitch
so you better koscheck your mother f+cking neck cuz i be deadly with a couple knuckles, make a p+ssy’s knees buckle, duck & i’ll uppercut you, sl+t you must be gutsy to trust me, you’re an awful fussy hussy, when i begin to stuff you off in a trunk, coffin to some, offering none verse mercy, i’m on my wayne gacy, b+tch is looking rather tasty, f+ck it!, i’m calling in the murph to be doctoring up on the f+cking verse while i’m flirting with the nurse..

[verse 4] (recluse)
i’m back to spend these expendable hoes, to go upside your head with my flows, leave your brains on the sand, this ain’t rock band, i play p+ssy til it gets gushy, wallow it out, calm down, follow this rhyme to j+town, it’s time to lay down on the bed & give a baller some head or something trick, gobble a d+ck!
i’m above average, your legs provide me with great leverage so i can knock the bottom out, got a hand covering your mouth!, the balling crew won’t be stopped, we’ll release our stress upside your dome, you got all the sh+t we need to be the people we couldn’t be on our own
what’s ripped can’t be sewn so let’s drink up & not give a f+ck cuz when we roll up you’re out of luck, lack of confidence & weak game, we are not the same, you’re lame, me & my goons are outrageously balling, that’s why your girls keep on calling, slipping through the trees, lurking, steadily smirking, i hit p+ssy while you got the jergens, steadily jerking, i’m getting ready for the insertion, call me the surgeon, a general, filling up your girls genitals then i’m out to take a p+ss, not even my name on a hit list could stop this you little b+tch!
don’t be p+ssed just forget about it while me & your girl kiss, boy got problems?, boy can meet this fist, you little f+cking punk ass b+tch, fold you up real quick, we will never give a f+ck, that’s why you’re laying on the ground stuck
mother f+cker!..

- recluse the monsturr lyrics

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