szn64 - rap is the music lyrics
[intro]
heat, flow and good rhymes
these were the ingredients chosen to make…
“the perfect dope rappers”
but jesus accidentally added an extra ingredient to the concoction…
clout
thus, soundcloud rappers were born!
[verse 1: szn64]
szn i pull up, i’m changing the seasons
f-ck on yo b-tch, please just give me a reason
full all that bullsh-t you talking is treason
666 cause you know i’m a demon
i get the drip when i walk in
pockets drippin’ like a faucet
bird fetish hit me up for a feature
schoolin’ n-ggas like i was the teacher
and you n-ggas some clones (clones)
yeah they copy like kirby (kirby)
yeah b-tch you is dirty (dirty)
yeah b-tch you got herpes (herpes)
and i gotchu feelin’ thirsty (thirsty)
she could slurp me like a slurpee (slurp)
i got a mac on my hip and i’m unloading 30 (blao)
[verse 2: disabeast]
call me doug, b-tch i’m a thug
got good tree, you gon’ need my plug
cut a b-tch off when she start being strange
got a new whip, cost more than a range
i pull up with lean and you know that i’m sippin’
got that b-tch line when she saw i was whippin’
she call me up when her n-gga is trippin’
i p-ssed her back cause the homie was crippin’
not a soul could work my flow
too much sauce b-tch you know i go
i’m sick of these hoes that steady act crazy
never do sh-t but steady act “lazy”
came for the feature and won’t disappoint
i do it with ease when i roll up this joint
money so fat so i bought her a ring
got a new girl, and she calling me king
[interlude]
aye on my mama, she was eating that sh-t like oodles and noodles…
yeah fasho
-door opens-
oh? bird fetish?
f-ck you doing here?
you already know (oh sh-t)
you already know i’m up in the studio lets go (oh f-ck)
[verse 3: bird fetish]
hey i’m not in bada but i’m still making movies (clips)
f-ck with us, and we’ll gun you down like a tutsi (tutsi c-ckroach)
nosey -ss n-ggas, might as well call them snoopy (b-tch)
n-ggas got some groupies but they still looking fruity (fruit)
i tried to make them famous, then i found out i’m the feature (huh)
homies worship lyrics like, i’m a f-cking preacher (hallelujah)
running through these checks, but i’m not forrest gump (jenny)
almost 17 i’ll be bigger than lil pump (esket-t)
i always stay flexing bro, p-ss me some steroids
my girl h-lla bad so you know her p-ssy destroys
bird fetish on the track, i’m a mack that smokes crack
run the track, empty sack, cause i nutted on her back
(nut on her back)
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