will and the mix – bars to the enemy by big l lyrics
[verse]
i hant got checks to brag about, i brag about sk!ll
the best rapper out searching for a f-ggot to k!ll
and i hant a f-ck to give about the records you sold
when swae lee sounds like you f-cking ten years old
i’m peeling wigs like apache, ya can’t match me
rhyme thoughts travel through my mind like taxis
i don’t give f-ck if my hooks aren’t catchy
cause y’all fail when ya try but i’m dope nat’rlly
beats want to be with me, other rappers want to be me
will and the f-cking mix, lyrical g*nius genie
eat rappers like a kiwi or some linguine
or paninis coz they’re more feminine than bikinis
they’re minimum on a minim or a crotchet, they lost it
i be knocking out they’re props no matter how much it costed
i drop a deadly curse in every verse out my dome piece
postpone peace from greece to close as my own street
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