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leave me alone - braidz mc lyrics

[verse]
ayo what up fam’ i know it’s been a minute
hmph, i’ve already said that haven’t i
well, these p-ssy rappers reek of fish and
they ain’t messing with the clique like they’re motherf-cking camera shy
a savage rhymer i yack it right up like laryngitis
hack ya site up like capped with primus and have no fiber
the cat is tiny but i’ve always had this phat inside me
shouts to coburn guess he ain’t the only one who’s maccas’ lyfin’
god up in this music biz’ mnemosyne and zeus’s kids
fire when i come through make heavens hide, i’m lucifer
these other dudes fronting like they got some f-ckin’ clue to spit
we driving through the scene, while you got no coop to cruise up in
act ludicrous i’ll move a b-tch who gets in my way
to making heads knock til’ ya memory fades
try step into my ring and events are delayed
i’ll bring a bat man so you ain’t getting to weigh-in
got ya’ messing with braidz like caribbean stylists
now i’m hunting for that gold like a militant miner
don’t be asking why i’m twisted with writing
i’m from that same cl-ss where em pushed nails into his eyelids

[hook]
i feel like i’ve been tripping dipping into my prescriptions cause i’m dealing with this nonsense
i stuck my d-ck-in to the scene had em flipping but i only put my tip in like a bomb threat
this rage
is insane
why do you hate me
in vein
it’s so strange
leave me alone

[verse]
you don’t really want it with me when i get mad i’ll be
coming at you harder than a spetsnaz army
rushing out the cold from a meth lab party
until i’ve got a deal like the end of parley
with quench to starve seas i’ll get my staff and you’re red & parting
can’t ever harm me like ending arnie you bet that i’ll be
sent to carve beef like leather crafting on peasants farming
that mental scarring ’cause death is charming to necro b-st-rds
b-tch i’m bout to blow like a weather marquee getting casted
teacher when i step to cl-sses first to come & bet i’m last in
’til your chick calls me papa like what’s next to bali
and we always come together in that package like we’re ken & barbie
your breath is shardy i can tell by the vocab
that half the scene uses and i’m telling em don’t rap
casting couch st–ze got the talent to blow man
i can feel it in my stomach like i’m battling crohns lad

- braidz mc lyrics

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