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menace - bambashort lyrics

[verse]
uh, yeah, look who’s back and comin’ for the k!llin’, uh
you know that i’m breaking up the ceilin’, uh
all hands on deck and i’m dealin’, uh
you know that you messin’ with a villain
yeah, last girl thinks i’m psycho
squad 2-3 and i’m in my zone
that last tape ford, this a lambo
all you frauds better get up outta my throne
look, everybody thinkin’ i don’t got it oh that’s funny ’cause i crept on you and saw that you asleep
saw you burnin’ paper on the chain and all the clout but let me be the first to tell you that your bars are really cheap
i’ma be the one k!ll the game and when they see me i’ma get up in their face and i’ma dead ‘em like peep
thinkin’ that you safe because you got a little following you think that i ain’t coming for your neck? please
ugh, i’m sick of people faking like they yogi
boy i’m giving free smoke like i’m smokey
got the paper like i’m michael but you toby
now i got a life that’s sweeter zack and cody (cody)
don’t touch me this is my temple
this beat boy you know is my vessel
drill your words to your mouth, that’s dental
me and you we ain’t on the same level, uh
built a prison ‘round your mind with my bars
see i keep it g5 man i’m shootin’ for the stars
when i’m through with you i’m making you my butler like gerard
and i’ll put you six feet through the dirt that’s in my yard
feedin’ off your hate i will admit is my addiction
get out of my sight ’cause i’m a lord, you been evicted
thinkin’ you can keep me on the ground you know is fiction
put this thing in drive without the brakes i’m on a mission
runnin’ with my dawgs until we make it to the top
i don’t play games but i’m ’bout to level up
i’m eatin’ at your table and i’m ’bout to call your bluff
you’re actin’ like a baby and i think i’ve had enough
i got a lot of issues now you got the latest copy
pull up with a mag, and you might finna catch a body
ak-47 on your head that’s c-cky
i’m headed for the roof, you’re bugging in the lobby
my lyrics mind-blowin’, man i got ’em abe lincoln
spittin’ so much heat you might as well say i’m a demon
i don’t care bout tea but everyday we always eatin’
rhymes ice-cold everybody always freezin’
put you in a bodybag, you know i’m livid
writin’ up your eulogy with words i’ve written
zero to one hundred and i’ll do it in a minute
got you goin’ crazy i’ma put you in a clinic
i’m burning up this beat they prosecuting me for arson
saucin’ em for days your mama call me james harden
said that i’m a bust well then i better beg your pardon
what truce? you’re my next target

- bambashort lyrics

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