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remy (remix) - brrd lyrics

[verse 1: brrd]
i’ve been on my grind
watch your girl behind
you been like a watch
you just take my time
i don’t wanna f*ck
girl that’s not enough
i’ve been through too much
we’ve been way too much
hit your b*tch in the back with that paper bag, i mean that burlap sack, because we burn that grass
only learnin’, always curvin’, unless you look at my back
always swervin’ in the skrrt, words poems to racks
i’m the same motherf*cker from the back of the class, always writing raps, didn’t listen to that, did ya? nah, nah…

[verse 2: michael kurten]
yeah zach little rap, didn’t listen to that
michael hop on the beat and you know he attack
all my projects are great, in high school, i’m top 3
need a hard ass beat, brrd said he got me
who you know in high school drop two ep’s in 3 months?
and my sk!lls still higher than a weed blunt
i’m more dеtermined than the thinking statuе
and i don’t throw low shots, so you bet i’ll at you
when it comes to this rap game, i always try to play fair
but this game too easy, yeah it’s a cake walk, no may fair
people call me a wordsmith, i see me as a wordman
yes i’m young, but i’m not thug, but i’m still posted with birdman
if you come at me, you’re delirious, because right now i’m in album mode
they want ironic mike and the serious
meet me in the middle like i’m malcolm, though
i still spit on the mic like tobacco chewer
twistin’ up the style like a back maneuver
other rappers just sound like a vocal sewer
while i keep my lines hot like a coffee brewer
but you know i still got…jokes
i’m no player, yeah i’m the…coach
you said your raps hard when you…spoke
but when you on the mic, yeah you…choke, (b*tch!)
rhyme schemes all original (and they pretty clever)
i hope you get the visual (i’m goin’ up like a lever)
and if you try me, you’re a typical imbecile
i write all my lyrics, even ones that are biblical
and…
“who the f*ck is gonna see you later?”
what you think you are, an alligator?
you know my man brrd stay fly, hence the name
keep these wannabe rappers out, fence the game
stay with more flows than delta
flow mathematical, mr. seltzer
mike on the verse, and zach on the beat
and i keep on runnin’ those tracks, like a meet
album about to be stunning man, i told you on “on the way,”
so quick, here’s your ticket to the bandwagon, ¡ándale!
they say, “wow mike, you’re so harsh, all your raps be so mean!”
but i cut competitors off like brrd: guillotine
y’all keep talkin’ trash though, waste management
but i bring energy to the track, animate
sure i don’t got ice, no amulet
but i’ll break your bars down like an *n*lyst
with all these rapper’s lies? i’m not puttin’ up
but i’m optimistic, keep lookin’ up
because one day the venues will be bookin’ up
and until then mike gonna stay cookin’ up, ‘cause…
[verse 3: brrd]
i don’t really even write rap anymore but i had to come back just to settle the score
lately i’ve been sh*tty getting back and forth and i’m asking for
time to set the record straight
i was pretty full but now this on my plate
i’m living life, i’lm feeling great
great, great, (woah)
aye, my shot wet like it p*ssed itself, (pssss)
i don’t think that i need help
i don’r care how he felt or she felt
told me keep it on the dl i’m in dm’s
f*cked up in my recents
unlucky my defense
late as f*ck now i’m sleeping
no creeping ’round me

- brrd lyrics

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