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flawed [remix of taste] - icey-p lyrics

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snapping on the beat
motherf*cker feel the heat
put the tape on repeat
slam it like its concrete
no one in the rap game can compete
i’m running the hundred meter while you waddling, call you happy feet
make that p*ssy wet call me poseidon
push you down the stairs call you joe biden
do anything you say yeah give me the word simon
rappers with the mumble sh*t got b*tches d*ck riding
tryna make it through this p*ssy generation
b*tches sending guys to jail for false rape accusations
got us all divided from left to right
republicans to liberals, its modern segregation
this sh*ts a f*ckin class so y’all better take some notes
i’m already at the tippy top, yeah i know i’m the g. o a. t
b*tch i’m the iceberg so y’all better stay afloat
you can call me kermit got a frog in her throat (yeah)
lookin at your bars your sh*t is not acceptable
b*tches wanna beef like they h0m*s*xuals
i’m constantly spitting fire yeah this sh*t is perpetual
my bars will cut you deep yeah you know my sh*ts effectual
bars are so hot they make everything evaporate
sh*ts so punchline heavy that i can’t even elaborate
did a twenty track tape with no one to collaborate
got that sh*t online like your using a chatterbait/chaturbate
got the gun c*cked with the hollister on my jeans
a fifteen year old spitting flames it’s as crazy as it seems
got lincoln’s finest we the greatest motherf*cking team
i’m never stopping rap, so i’m going to the extreme
i’m staying where i am y’all better go now
all these motherf*ckers tryna take my flows now
all these soundcloud rappers thinking they can make dough now
well guess what motherf*cker i just stole the show now
started this all two years ago today
then i had to quit but you better know i’m gonna stay
i’m always gonna put this sh*t up for display
motherf*cker this is my way
and this is what i got to say
makin the whole world shake
from the east to the west
where the music is the best
saying everything that needs to be off my chest
mumble rappers milking songs like they are br**sts
makin all these b*tches pressed
call me a bubble ’cause i been popping off
call this sh*t a nuke with the bars i been dropping of
get down with the bars yeah call that sh*t a trough
sh*t will get you drunk you gonna have to smirn(it)off
call this tape a cup ’cause i’m going solo
going stupid on the beat but no polo
smooth with the bars you can call me a yo*yo
nah, you can call me a motherf*cking flow*yo
studios on fire it’s a burning sensation
listen to me your guilty by association
sit around the campfire with the concentration
i’m going undetected with no investigation
switching up the flows you can call me a rubik’s cube
bars leaking out like a girl’s set of nudes
bars be flowing like a liquid put that sh*t through a tube
it’s the end of the line so motherf*cker choose
better watch what you say its gonna hit you like recoil
sh*ts overdue god d*mn that sh*t is spoiled
i spit out flames and cause arson with some oil
when lincoln’s finest in the booth you know we got the toil
bars are so sharp they penetrate further than a hook on the bass
hold steel so i can shoot you with the brass
show me your bars god d*mn that sh*t is ass
b*tches envy me make their careers shatter like glass
in the lyrical division you know i excel
someone get my ass on xxl
i go ham on the beat like b*tch can’t you tell
i’m never stopping this sh*t so i been raisin h*ll
stealing my bars yeah that sh*ts fraud
pushing out all the waves like a rod
i never run out of bars motherf*cker i’m a god
everything about the rap game is just flawed
getting through the game with no obstacles
spitting dirty ass flows anything’s possible
none of this sh*ts an illusion ain’t no optical
she sucking on my sh*t like its a popsicle
stealing your spot motherf*cker get replaced
snap you out of this sh*t you getting erased
you know with this sh*t i’m winning the race
stopping this sh*t here you know world wide they gon’ get a taste

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