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reks - hold your applause lyrics

feat. hazardis soundz

(verse)
big bully boggart, the booth with the flow darts
means anonymous with shakespeare, mozart
can’t fear, go hard, reelin’ with the pencilin’
not apart from dissin’ and i’m sick with the insulin
pay attention and you ain’t gotta get hurt
backslap, you smerked, gangked outta ya shirt
reks’ back, you jerk, thanks, mr. lamar
reks into the bar, hang ova tomor'(?)
dingaling swings so far down the jar
you tickle in the belly from the inside, y’all
alliget, well, yes, i are cause i’m in
category, one on one, best of best with the thoughts
confess, i impress to evolve
see with, nothing less to exult
the never fear halt, the hating that commits
apr-n on the hips, i be makin’ up the hits
movin’ up the lists, cookin’ up the gr-ss
it’s betty crocker, b-tch
talkin’ sh-t, back it up, like the pimps on a midnight train
the brainiac night the pain can’t give us
then the rain would madden the king

(hook)
i bet you think you know about bars
bout similes and metaphors
hope the voices be mending
for the artists story tellin’
please hold your applause

(verse)
i been the dion for eons, 30 in the c-ons
math in the literature, rip supreme one
sorry for the mean dumb, n-gg-s what you dumb n-gg-s lean on?
the raw understandin’, my green thumb
plant seeds and new breeds to heat, huh
each one teach one, knowledge proceed
i bleed for artery, work hard in my sleep
believe the culture and the babble by these ? to greed
so i don’t need none of your approval, i’m approvin’ myself
the booth for myself is motivation holdin’ the belt
most lyrical to have is joe stilt on the shelf
i spin on the book, even shook – earthquake felt
words they will, force dudes to take they l
take their o, take they s, dealing of the s
for the reks discover the best kept secret in the
-ss – cap – knee to just keep the check repeated
repet-tive, whateva b-tch, i’m betta at puttin’ the letters together
sh-t! ? style, rockin’ off this
showin’ off with the spit so long to the next ulaby
i got a script, no more that, sold that sh-t
b–tch

(hook)
i bet you think you know about bars
bout similes and metaphors
hope the voices be mending
for the artists story tellin’
please hold your applause

- reks lyrics

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