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samsquanch – dem barz lyrics

[verse 1: d-trigg]
uh
diw
man, f-ck these lames
wynn, s-ss, and deelayne
spit that sh-t so they see pain
no ea, but we in the game
she’s singing to me, no t-pain
uh, f-ck with me mane
syllable ripping
the bottles, they tipping
she want me, she dripping
she bite on her lip and
i gave her her wish and
she gave me permission
i, don’t like these f-ck n-ggas
rapping with the weakest -ss bars
have a n-gga tripping like his shoes ain’t tied
these n-ggas is lying if they hating over lines
best get out my line
of destruction and power
man of the hour
these n-ggas just cower at greatness
i’m on your favorite playlist
learn how to rap
i’ll just teach you the basics
uh, lean like the matrix
dissing our songs
but in person don’t say sh-t
visions are telling my n-ggas i made it
pouring up drinks, down it, and chase it
now on the come up
work til the sun up
told us to change but we’ve always done us
making the green
ride for the team
chasing the green
ride dirty but clean

[verse 2: deelayne]
they be like, “deelayne, whats the dealie?”
i heard that flow be silly
tell ’em i’m a boss like rick ross and meek mill-y
yo, all i know is k!ll beats
y’all gon’ have to k!ll me
i got shooters all around me i feel like i play for philly
yo, that blunt longer than shaquille’s feet
f-ck the pigs, i hate cops
you wanna know the real me?
hold on, let me take that face off
she drop it low when that b-ss drop
i’m blowing on that take off
putting in that work like its game 7 of the playoffs
man, real sh-t
i’ve been a beast
give me the mic
i’m fixing to eat
i’m k!lling ’em all, literally
ain’t none of these rappers as real as me
on my own sh-t, they feeling me
do my verse then i gotta go
she blessed me like a snotty nose
if you ain’t talking money, then adios
and that’s real

[verse 3: s-ss]
s-ss
but they can’t handle the sk!ll
homie, i’m going bananas then peel
come from the land of the real
the man on the hill
cause i’m higher than you
while i’m lighting this dooby
most likely, this too:
what i’m writing is frightening to you
i get on that mic and abuse
like, why are you fighting this, dude?
i’m a cool motherf-cker
i ain’t got a problem with a hater
serving rappers like i’m pouring water as a waiter
[?]
and i started from the bottom in the bas-m-nt
im so f-cking faded
overlooked, but i’m underrated
smoking kush and that blunt is blazing
stuff is changing
but i’m staying me
always better myself
want my life?
put me in heaven or h-ll
well i never can tell
but i reckon i’m wrecking this l
taking it straight to the face
yeah i’m blazing an eighth
this game will be mine
be patient and wait
i’m taking my time
not sane in the mind
but im great with the lines
you hating, its fine
i’ma make it and shine

[outro: s-ss]
say you wanna talk about bars
we got bars on the stars
so you ain’t f-cking with ours
said the sky is the limit
well, i’m over here on mars
you ain’t f-cking with my bars, bars
you ain’t f-cking with my bars

- samsquanch lyrics

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