therealdreal - #bodythebeat lyrics
[hook]
body the booth, body the beat
body bags stacked everybody in street
walking nightmare get bodied in your sleep
n0body’s safe, somebody call the police
[verse 1]
f-ck your existence
f-ck with my clique like you’re tuff, two f’s get stuck like addiction
run like olympics, jumped from the jump in an instant
my visions corrupt like the system
since an infant been destructive and ignant
abducting a victim, instruct em to listen
to bucks that im spitting, yuck with the writtens
bleed from the drum, be luck if your living
after it hits em, die or its suicide
nothing to do tonight come to mine you can lose your life
body the beat, beat bodies till they bruised and i (an eye)
cross the line on christ get em crucified
no chill, leaving bodies looking like road k!ll
throats spill when the steel cut like oatmeal
dope green, blow trees and broke pills
on the lowkey get it moving like c0ke deals
40 guzzling, hitting an imported substance
in the morgue discussing how i’m colder than the corpse im touching
of course im undertaking, but i’m over budget
broke as necks snapping over spinal cords and percussion
tight as rigamortis, feel endorphins when im zipping corpses
and spitting shortens lifespans if you’re spitting towards us
this isn’t morbid, what is is this this sh-tty sm-rg-sboard
of rap geeks think they fire and they lifting torches
its f-cking torture, to listen to the sh-t your talking
ain’t sick because you spit sh-t and we feeling nauseous
you’re cleary bored with your life so you kick an awkward
one syllable rhyme, mum leaves, record a quick performance
jump off a cliff
if earth was flat and i heard your track id tell you to jump off and drift
you punk little b-tch
if we battled you’d get dusted and rinsed, cut like a pig
covered in mustard and munched up and sh-t
rolled in a carpet and chucked in a riv-er(ahhh)
you probably hate how i split syllables student and im major in it
while you fake as some as t-ts
in the game change your name to state “im just taking the p-ss”
yo i laid with your b-tch
so next time that you’re making her strip, see my name across her ribs
d-real
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